Blue sparkles and Egg shells

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Blue sparkles and Egg shells

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Blue sparkles and Egg shells

Poem by: I am Revera Love

Genre: True Confessions

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Poem by: I am Revera Love

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Genre: True Confessions

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Summary

They say that prom is a right of passage. It's something that you never forget, but what is it you'll really remember?

Summary

They say that prom is a right of passage. It's something that you never forget, but what is it you'll really remember?

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Submitted: April 29, 2012

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Submitted: April 29, 2012

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What will you remember?

When the music stops

And you're laying in bed?

The music?

The laughter?

What did I take away?

A special flower.

A bright blue gown.

Am I proud of the dress that stares at me now?

 

When years are gone, what will I remember?

blue sparkles and egg shell roses.

Steady hands brushing my hair,

Nestled in my true love's embrace.

 

I won't remember the songs that played or the conversations had.

They're too miniscule in light of what was worth attending.

I'll remember the blast of blue sparkles as I danced.

His green eyes as we rode home.

The best part of the night was being with him in the end.

 


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