Love me

A NOTE: This poem was printed in an extremely limited publication that had to do with the english department of Western Hills my junior year. It was, in fact, on the last page. When I say extremely limited publication, I mean it... but I was still proud.

Speak to me Open your eyes Find me in this life Hold me Scold me Tell me my strengths and weaknesses and love me for both Sing with me Ring with me Whisper in my ear Call to me Fall to me I’ll catch you if I can Fight with me Spite with me Apology more the sweeter Lie to me Die with me While our hair is not yet silver Cry with me Smile with me Life goes on when the good and the pain are gone Sleep close to me Just be to me All you’d like and we will see what comes of the dreams together sown From the berries of time all dropped and grown. Mark Burton Tuesday, February 13, 2001 11:02 P.M.