I see him dancing,
over there..
I cant help,
to stop,
and stare..
at the carpet where he lay,
dazed, then dead,
and to this day,
I dont have a clue,
im still not over you..
I’ll break my heart into 2,
One for me, and One for you…
I Can See Him Dancing.
This was just a little poem a made up a very long time ago. I wrote this alongside an illustration that I had drawn. It is not brilliant but i tried and thought I would share!
Jennifer Vickers, 11 months ago
Very sad poem.