Happiness in a Bottle
by
Roger Crique
(Age: 51)
copyright 10-13-2005
Age Rating: 7 to 127
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Last night, at twelve midnight
I took a bottle, stuffed it with my happiness
And threw it to the churning sea
The bottle waved, as it disappeared into the horizon
Perhaps the sea will be kinder to me
To gently lay me down, is what I wish to be
Never to surface on this heartless shore
These are my wishes, as I descend into this cold abyss!
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Gina, lighten up!
and Anthony... I get it now! Anthony Mattingly. Very funny indeed. But you do kind of look like the 'mattingly' guy.
Great poetry once again, Roger!
Debbie
So we have one well disgused poem then about the happiness of wanting to go swimming?¿ very clever. Well written, no mistakes from what i can see, and the poem flows well. keep up the good work.
I never seem to know whats going on. Here I thought that you were happy and loving Gina and now you are sinking into the abyss. Things change fast. Hope you get to come up soon, Anthony Mattingly
No, please, don't say that why don't you just come to me, right here, I will save you, no one will hurt you anymore, please, I wrote you a poem called the lover, read it first, K