Tonight,
I watch the moon's light...
The silent sleeping,
a soul still weeping...
I look into the mirror,
But I see to my surprise...
Have you ever stood and looked at a waterfall
as the water comes rushing to the bottom...
I wished on a star for something I didn't really...
I knew that this love wasn't all what it seemed...
There is so mush about life that we will never...
Only a select few that will and maybe at best not...
Tears may fall, but what do they mean
without love and hate thinly between...
This is just another poem
Another simple line...
Summer fades to winter
going from warm to cold...
As the sun melts into heaven
The sky's a rosy haze...
I live in a place,
A place we call home...
There once was a boy named Fred,
he liked very much the color of red...