Hidden Poetry.

I found this today in the piles of books and music on our piano.
I bet I would find lots of other surprises if I took a good look through my room.

Apparently, I wrote this on July 29th of 2009.

Violet whispers carry my thoughts away.
Catch them in your net that you save for butterflies.
Open up your hands and hold the tattered pages.
I will watch and pray that you won't skip even a word.

Please let this be worth it.
Mistakes- I have plenty.
Please let this be something you want to hold inside and call your own.
Please tell me my secrets mean something in this world.
And please don't tell a soul what I told.
Will you love me when I'm old?

Deep auburn shadows peel away the years of innocence and make-believe.
But hold fast to the fears.
Life is leaving memories wrapped in ribbons on our doorstep.
Take them carefully inside,
And open them like Christmastime.


Angst to the max. Yay!!!
-Lauren