One cold soul sitting on the sad side wake, while living in a whole world of warm soul's in the bright light
The cold soul is under a cloud, shivering through the rains sharp tears pouring down on the poor soul
While the cold soul crys with the rain cloud above her, a umbrella saves her from the wet tears of the rain and herself
The cold soul stops it's sad whimpering and looks up with a glimpse in her eye of hope for the very first time in her life
The cold soul sees the boy who is holding the umbrella for her, he smiles at her and says " One must not be sad for they have a lot to live for, maybe what you need to live on is for someone to love you". And with that the boy gets the cold soul up on her feet and kisses her with his warmth on her lips
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The Writer's World
PoezjaThis book is about my poems that I have done Throughout my whole life, My first poem is how I got into poetry. Please, and thank you for giving this book a try.🙂
