Some friends come and go
and some seem always to stay
deep within our hearts.
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20/20
Everyone seems to walk through life
with less than 20/20 vision
but I guess if you never had it
you don’t know what your missin’.
Wouldn’t it be great to see the world
just as it was meant to be?
A place not meant for solitude
but rather, for you and me.
© Autumn Siders 2018
Finding You
Finding you
was like finding a light
so deep in the dark
that it barely shone through.
Finding you
was like being thrown a raft
on tumultuous seas
with skies less than blue.
Finding you
is like finding myself
when I thought I was lost
but really I was waiting
for you.
© Autumn Siders 2018
Menu
I think I am going to be sick
and I don’t know why
since I had so little to eat
and no, that’s not a lie.
I had my breakfast,
my lunch,
my dinner,
and then the sun did rise,
so I had another course
and a little dessert surprise.
Then I had a bath
and ate a clump of fur
then another meal,
just a few bites, I’m sure.
Then there was the nap
which left my tummy grumbling
so I made my way from bed to bowl
the whole way, stumbling.
Another bath there was,
so some more fur indeed
and then you came home
to bring me what I need.
A fish hits the spot,
each and every time,
but maybe all that fur
should be a digestive crime.
© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2018
You Sure Did
For someone who never wanted to play the game,
you sure have the rules down pat.
For someone who never wanted the fame,
you sure know how to tip your hat.
For someone who never needed the praise,
you sure look good on that horse.
For someone who never fell for the craze,
you sure fell right on course.
© Autumn Siders 2018
#tbt
Two sides of the same coin
and I can’t make heads nor tails
of this flip side of love
to which all else pales.
Find a penny, pick it up
if you want to take a chance,
but luck and love both
tend to fade on second glance.
© Autumn Siders 2017
Heart’s Content
Your steady breathing
and you wrapped up in my arms;
my heart is content.
© Autumn Siders 2018
Race
Every minute
we spend apart
is a skipped beat
in my desperate heart.
And every time
I see your face,
my heart remembers
and starts to race.
© Autumn Siders 2018
Hang
The sun is out
and all the tears have dried
but wounded are the fallen
and their misplaced pride.
A hope so simple
and a dream so dear,
but life is more pragmatic
then what one’s heart will hear.
A battlefield is calling
but there’s not a soldier left
save for blundering
who are little less than deft.
So who will win a war
that started with bang
and ended quickly
with many souls to hang?
© Autumn Siders 2018
Dreams Come True
My girl is gone
one more time
and the house is quiet
and quite divine.
There is no one to wake me
with foolish thoughts
or follow me around
like connect-the-dots.
While I love my girl,
or so she claims,
it’s nice to get away
from such loud dames.
The reason she gives
is a wedding or two
so I’m grateful to love
for making dreams come true.
Autumn Siders 