Judgement

Sometimes you do things and you're judged, And not always as justly as you'd hope. Prejudices abound, and only because you Think in ways they cannot comprehend, Dressing and behaving in line with the cocktail That is your history, your biology, your environment. Who can say what's right or wrong? Certainly not they -- they... Continue Reading →

Mixed Signals

It was just tonight that She stole a glance at me; But on second thought perhaps That glance was meant for he. She blew me a kiss goodnight, And the kiss it seemed sincere; But on second thought perhaps That kiss was meant for her. Sometimes I feel she likes me, And tonight that's what... Continue Reading →

He Dreams (Cho’s Parents)

It is evening. The setting sun gives off a soft, warm glow. Holding hands, they take a slow walk down a stretch of deserted beach. They say nothing, but walk, listening to the sounds of the waves making their way onshore. He looks at her, and starts thinking about how wonderful she is, and how... Continue Reading →

He Dreams (Cho's Parents)

It is evening. The setting sun gives off a soft, warm glow. Holding hands, they take a slow walk down a stretch of deserted beach. They say nothing, but walk, listening to the sounds of the waves making their way onshore. He looks at her, and starts thinking about how wonderful she is, and how... Continue Reading →

Going Fishing

I once saw a pretty butterfly, She was flying here and there, Flirting with every flower she met, She was flying without a care. I held in my hand a butterfly net All prepared to catch her in; But in the battle of net vs. butterfly, *Sigh* -- the butterfly did win. I went home... Continue Reading →

Like Chalk and Cheese

I told you we were like Chalk and Cheese, Togetherness would be a mess. You looked at me and smiled, But you didn't say anything. I asked you if you knew what I was saying. You said you did. I was upset you weren't upset. Difference drives people apart! Suddenly you got up, pointed at... Continue Reading →

Wrong About You

The heart and mind of a woman puzzles everyone but me. From the way she looked and talked to me, I knew she liked me. I always had this instinctive way of reading things, reading people. I prepared flowers, a short little speech, and a little gift wrapped and scented with a little of my... Continue Reading →

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