Melissa Kirigin Poems

I have a little garden
It grows in the sky
I water it with the ocean
The waves come out in sighs.
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I wish I were a music box ballerina,
Twirling to the soft song that plays;
To be gazed upon by a little girl,
As she watches my delicate ballet.
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There was a star, young and true
Which graced the sky of darkened blue
Who danced and swayed with the wind each night
And lit the sky with its golden starlight.
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Our feet dance with the grass as we run
The sun on our faces
Winter is gone, and Spring has come.
Filling the space where winter used to be.
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If I could freeze the sun,
Just to watch it melt,
I would.
If I could turn the moon a bright crimson,
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I picked the flower of a daisy,
Just below the head.
It was my treasure to cherish and keep,
But I knew it would be dead.
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