Halfway There

Airports are awful Full of people Full of noise Long lines With longer waits Follow the signs Wrong turn Turn around Wrong again If I ever wanted To get lost in a piece I would not choose An airport -Kel Dayheart

Where it Went

When everything turns out Wrong, oh so wrong And you are left In a tornado of broken pieces Wondering where it went Wrong, oh so wrong -Kel Dayheart

Missy

Mischievous in the way she acts Misfortune wrought Misadventure ventured far Misjudged for her Misbehaving behavior, when really she is Misclassified by everyone because of Miscommunication that caused them to Miscalculate her character Missing her true self and Miscasting her to the wrong role Misfashioned as so brought her only Misery -Kel Dayheart

Opening Act

Ladies and gentlemen I am proud to present For your entertainment An unparalleled act of intrigue That will have you clutching your seat Until the finale -Kel Dayheart

Leaving

Decision made, it Is nothing more or less than An absolute death Sentence to her very being And breaking her poor old heart -Kel Dayheart

Poor Lighting

Candle light Burning bright Is such a sight In the dark dim night As my poor eyesight Adjust enough to write -Kel Dayheart

Appearance Of Grace

A dancer's lithe graced her form But the second she stepped Upon a dance floor She was more Of a baby gazelle Than that of a dancer -Kel Dayheart

Magician

He was made of magic From the gentleness of his hand To his loving gaze   He was made of magic And I couldn't help But want to reach out to him -Kel Dayheart

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