Gotta be more

by flutterflies   May 11, 2009


On this breathless night,
I watched the moon
Disappear behind the clouds,
Like my hope, crumbling
Into misery.

And the wind from the west,
Blew through the trees,
Whispering, singing,
To my heart and
Talking to my soul.

And the rain beating down,
Washed the tears from my eyes,
As it crashed to the ground,
Like my dreams,
Tumbling down.

And I looked to the stars,
As they sparkled and glowed
Through the darkness.
And I thought to myself,
'There's gotta be more to life'

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