Dancing in the sky (poem)
i t a s t e
you
when the salty tears run down my face
remembering our last conversation.
i s e e
you
in the sky
knowing that you painted it.
i s m e l l
your
cologne
still remembering the first time we met.
i h e a r
you
when the birds sing
hoping you’re talking to me.
i f e e l
you
when i look at the last picture
we took together
remembering
you’re
dancing in the sky.
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About the Writer
Aspen Bingham, Writer
Aspen Bingham is a sophomore. She enjoys dancing, listening to music and sleeping. She is involved with dance. She is looking forward to writing new stories this year.
