Of an Eye

Sometime poems they dont quite rhyme
And sometimes i guess they do
This poem is special
Because i wrote it for you.

The birds they sing
A special song
One we can hear
but can't sing along.

The trees they grow
so big and tall
and yet when the wind comes
the mighty fall.

Then you come into my life
With a look in your eyes
you told me you loved me
but it was all stupid lies!