Aaron’s Poem

Erin Weiler

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Aaron’s Poem (I’m in love with an ace)

I wonder if the human eye is incapable of seeing this so-called silver lining.

Maybe it’s a shade our minds can’t read and see.

All I know is a long time passed before the clouds even grew thinner.

Before I could reach forward and stop feeling them.

My mind is a bit more rational these days.

I stopped expecting the fairy tale to turn out right.

It just wasn’t in my cards, right?

Well, I got a re-deal.

I’ve got a hand full of face cards.

They’re all looking at me now wondering why.

Why didn’t we turn to her before she slipped so far away?

Yeah… I’m pretty much gone now, sorry.

I wish you guys could’ve been there,

But this ace up my sleeve is telling me it’s time to be me.

I couldn’t wait around forever, though I know you wish I could.

Second chances aren’t always yours for the asking.

I honestly didn’t know I’d slipped this card up my arm.

I think it must’ve been God’s will to give me the ace.

This ace has become personified and now it’s time to go.

I don’t know where I’m going to be, or what I’m going to do

But I’ll carry this card with me forever as if it were tattooed in the workings.

I have some realization now.

The reassurances that everything would be “okay” never really came from you.

I told myself that all the time so I guess I don’t have the right to be disappointed in you.

I’ve got my chance now… I’m in love with an ace.

So life may never be perfect, right?

Ask me if I care… I’ve got my ace in my sleeve.

I know I can pull it out when I need it.

Even if the ace doesn’t win the game for me, it was there.

I can’t ask for more than that security.

I really have to pack my things and go now.

I don’t want to leave you, but my ace is calling to me.

I have been filled with a passion for the game that is life.

Truthfully, it feels like you never let me play at the big kids table.

It may be my imagination; I have no room to judge.

It seems ridiculous, but there are some things you do really just know.

This I know… if I don’t get out there and play my life was pointless.

I have to make a mark on someone and it’s my ace.

I guess disappointment in others is inescapable so don’t let it bring you down.

I have to go now.

I’ll write you and send you all my face cards.

I don’t need ’em with my ace up my sleeve.

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