Everyone makes fun of me for writing poems, but its the one thing that gets my mind off of everything and helps me feel free.. They just put me in another world... |
The stars,
The rising sun...
Life and all of its precious joys,
The choices we make...
Sitting under the moonlit sky,
Glancing at the stars as time flew by...
Your smile,
Your hair...
Your smile,
Your hair...
Sitting under the moonlit sky,
Glancing at the stars as time flew by...
Life and all of its precious joys,
The choices we make...
The stars,
The rising sun...