Petals on the Ground..Fallen from grace have we, fallen from the heavenly perch that we once enjoyed.
I once enjoyed a life that showed of my beauty for the world, that showed my
finest features to be admired.
But that life ceased as I found myself dwindling down towards the ground, seeing
my home get smaller and smaller from my descent, seeing my life on the plain
below starting to begin.
I sit on the cold wet grass, looking up at my once elevated position, longing for that
prestige again as I am forced to acknowledge the clear fact: "This is my position
I feel cold and alone I lay down on my new place of dwelling, shriveling up from lack
of the food I need to survive.
I look up at the sun, pleading with it to spare me. But the giant in the sky is silent,
my words going unanswered.
With my last breath I turn back to my haven, seeing it one last time as I smile in
confidence, seeing new life sprouting from my home as I say: "Life goes on..."
The Hardest Goodbye..Why is saying goodbye to you so hard? It's just one word that can make me so emotional, so fearful,
so hurt, so alone...
Trying to tell you even once, just stops my heart dead in its tracks, knowing that it could mean our
last goodbye, our last "hurrah".
It has become a bane to me, stirring up feelings that grip my heart very tightly in its clutches,
threatening never to release it from its keep.
It stumbles my every movement. It makes me faulty in my speech, action, and mood. It slowly changes
me into a husk of my former self.
Every time I think about those words and you, it causes the cruelest knowledge to come to mind: "This
is it, make it last."
"Sweat dripping, pulse quickening, body shaking; Yep, I have it bad." I say to myself, knowing that it will
never get any easier.
So, I swallow my feelings, walk that long terrible walk, sigh deeply and turn to you saying: "Its hard for me
to do, but I want to say, before you left...."
Collector of Smiles"Come one, come all! He has traveled far and wide for only the best!!" A sign says, on the side of an old
fence post, full of festive colors and bright effects.
"Do you wish to see what's in his treasure box? Do you wish to see his collection? For no one will be turned
away from the Collector of Smiles!" It continues.
"Come to the show that will put a smile on your face. He has small ones, big ones, grins, smirks, ones from
that span from ear to ear. His gallery will not disappoint your every expectation."
"He has spanned this humble globe looking for them, traveling to the farthest places, meeting the strangest
people, doing the most unusual things and using the most unusual methods to obtain the best smiles from
around the world." It says, more words appearing the more its read.
"When you enter into his show, the admittance is free, but your own smile is required as payment. Just a flash
of your best is all that is needed; take a bit to get it