Poems from Monica Stanley
Seemingly lost in a world of her own,
She appears content daydreaming alone.
What goes on in her head, I dare to ask,
But her smile gleams...
A narrow mind needs not to dream
And I want a dreamer to dream with me.
So, before we part, it's this you must know:
You were a fanciful...
All is one in the universe, son.
You need not fear, we all end up dying young.
Remarkable fortune will surely appease
Your preoccupied...
Latching on to things that stick.
Holding tight, but losing grip.
Adhesive wears and tape grows dry,
But time extends in Elmer's eyes.
No one hears you crying when you're suffering in silence,
Covering your mouth, doing all you can to hide it.
I know you're not going to...