In the hills of the city is a man
The man with so many wonderful plans
With a golden resplendent minivan
Ready to welcome any traveler
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A smile to beam across any event
An illustrious and plentiful gent
All his care is thoughtful and so well spent
He, the Captain of Hospitality
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Walks into the party everyone knows
That the best parties are those that he throws
Where splendid panoply easily flows
And all fun and friendship easily grows
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Cherished moments of such kinship and wine
Can make the nights blur and become divine
Imagine as though stars above align
In the sheer merriment enjoyed by all
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No moats to be found in his loud castle
No traps or constables to cause hassle
Everything done to make night facile
In process of having a damn good time
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Drink and then another totality
Great games abound for your vitality
All flowing from his truest geniality
From he, Captain of Hospitality
About the Creator
Caeizar
Take a drink from my words and see. See the words that make truly me. Let me be your mysterious guide, to unveil the visage I try to hide.
Two Pink Lines
I had never really felt like a child. I'd always had to raise myself. My mother was just a teenager when she'd had me and consequently, we had spent my whole childhood arguing and fighting like a couple of sisters as opposed to mother and daughter. My father was older than my mother but still had some maturing to do himself. He focused his entire life on me, his little girl but never realized the pressure that put on me. I always felt I had to raise him even as he was trying to raise me. We raised each other. Then, I met him. He cares, he shows me a love like I've never known. For once, it's about me and I don't have to focus on other people's needs and what someone needs from me. Someone always wants something from you. That is what my parents have taught me. Love is selfish but it isn't with him. He is perfect, beautiful, funny, and can take me to places I've only dreamed about. Places outside my mind and my own pathetic life and I know that I will always love him. When we first met, I wanted him to have my children, but now? Right now, with us both still in high school? This is all happening so soon. I slipped into the restroom at work. It had been 6 weeks since my last menstrual and this was not normal. I couldn't wait any longer. I put the top on the test and waited. These 60 seconds felt like forever. What would we do? We were both seniors so we didn't have long to go before school was over but this was not the plan. The plan was for him to join the Army and me the National Guard and for me to get my associate's degree and then we marry, then have kids.
By Lindsey Altom6 days ago in Fiction
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