Absenteeism isn’t something I’m proud of – I don’t like missing things that are important. So I’ve been a bad, bad, blogger. Things to write about aren’t coming easy to me lately, and I’ve been finding my writer’s block to be more self-inflicted if anything. Sometimes it’s hard to express myself. Here’s a poem I wrote, that sort of expresses how I feel, but it took me a long time to write something that’s only mediocre. Oh well, it’s better to share something than never anything again.
The Dress
A sleek blue dress on show
through the window sill,
gazing into a world
I have never known.
Beautiful, confident, sexy -
framed so petite and girly,
made for all those people
I could never be.
Fallen shoulders, a defeated sigh,
I gaze, longing behind the glass
at the beauty I can’t have.
It isn’t carried in my size.

You are a beautiful and gorgeous girl – always remember that
Aww thanks Ry
I loves you!
You cheeky girl. You posted today and neglected to tell me on purpose! You aren’t happy with this poem but I find it heartfelt. What do you by never sharing anything again?
Haha, yes I’m very cheeky. I thought I did tell you, I’m sorry! I’m glad you enjoyed it
. And you’re right, I should start sharing more, it’ll make me more comfortable.