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Franchesca Onken Poems
My special grandad
They say everyones special in their own way I think about you eveyday You made me feel so warm inside But know your gone I just want to hide
In the poppy field..x
Damage Me Again (rough copy, still needs...
Gave you the chances but you just rejected them Gave you my heart and you decided to destroy it Let you deep inside, into my core, where I was so vulnerable, so stupid I shut everyone else out.
Painful and hurtful Always rememberd... Never forgotten Dont worry...
Heart racing Lips shaking Feet bouncing Stomach churnning
Love at first sight..x
Do you remember when we first met? The breeze so cold, the dripping rain so wet. Raindrops running down your hair. Your eyes meet mine, I cant help but stare.
My Mummy, My Hero..x
Without you, I would be lost I wouldnt be able to find my way Without you, I couldnt cope I would struggle to carry on
It only comes once a year The girls all go shopping, and the guys drink beer The weather gets cold, but where is the snow? All the shops are shut, and theres nowhere to go
Dont worry about a thing You will make it through Like you always do It feels like everythings coming to an end
As the rich red leaves blow down the street I slowly look down at my feet The leaves are gone Apart from one
Walking along the beach, hand in hand. The sun is setting on the golden sand I catch your smile like a cold In your arms, I’m all you want to hold
In your arms..x
Lying in your arms I feel so safe Never want this to end But i know it must
I’m not like her She’s not like me We’re totally different as you can see You like her, I like you
wish i knew
Thinking of you. Nothing else to do. Wanting you here. Wanting you near.
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My special grandad
They say everyones special in their own way
I think about you eveyday
You made me feel so warm inside
But know your gone I just want to hide
You used to tell me facts of old
I will always remember the stories you told.
Thankyou grandad, your so special to me
I know your still with me
I just wish I could see you