Melancholy twilight,
Convinces me to sing,
Of aquamarine skies,
With hues of tangerine.
Leaving me to whisper,
With no idea what to say,
Meet me in my dreams,
Help me forget about today…
Melancholy twilight,
Convinces me to sing,
Of aquamarine skies,
With hues of tangerine.
Leaving me to whisper,
With no idea what to say,
Meet me in my dreams,
Help me forget about today…
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
So colorful, so lovely, so musical, so Audrey!
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Aww!!!! Thank you…you made me tear up. Thanks for thinking so, my sweet Kate. ♡
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For a lament, this is quite melodious. A lovely piece AD.
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Sometimes, at the end of a horrible day of writing, all the poet needs is a little lipstick and rouge, Michael. It appears that I applied just in time. Thank you, Sir.
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With hues of tangerine… That line is perfection. Was it a trying day?
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It rhymes with aquamarine, Duke. One of those moments where the ball spins around the rim and barely falls in, I’d say. Yes!!! No words are coming out, Duke. Garbage, I tell you. Hand me your ax. I want to rearrange the floor. *puts on her protective spectacles* *waits inpatiently*
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*hands Audith the Strat and waits to see what she does*
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*waits for you to show her where her fingers go*
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*shows her a D chord*
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*strums like a rock star* Thinks your hands are warm.
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Not right now they’re not.
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Put gloves on.
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😢
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Love the line “help me forget about today”
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Thank you, Adrienne. Hope you’re doing well.
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Wow! I absolutely love this poem Audrey…
“With no idea what to say,”… and the five first lines… I often feel the same you know: the beauty of the sky “convinces me to sing”. “meet me in my dreams”… I hope your vow will be granted. Very very touching poem! ♥♥♥
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Frédéric. ..thank you for understanding my heart. I am so humbled by your words. Our skies are amazing. I try all day to write sometimes and go to sleep without a line written. My evening plea, our evening plea, may it be heard. Mine, I fear, will not, but I trust in yours wholeheartedly. For you. Tomorrow is another day. ♡♡♡
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Nice! I think we were on the same wavelength writing today. =)
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Thanks! Okay, that’s sorta creepy. 🙂
Your poetry is beautiful. Quite the photo, as well.
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