Bittersweet.
Always wondered what it meant,
How it felt.
Now I see. . .
It's exactly as said,
Well almost.
It's more bitter,
Then sweet.
There's a pang,
To the word.
Bittersweet.
The word rolls off my tongue.
Makes me reminisce.
It's not bad.
Just a little sad,
As I take a walk down memory lane. . .
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Poetry's Tale to Tell
PoetryOne sample of my work (Note not all poems will be so serious, some are story like others are light hearted): "Every day, something happens... Someone gets bullied, Just because "They're different" "Nerdy" "Annoying" "Have no sense of fashion..." All...
