sometimes i watch the sky
will it fall apart in the spring?
the white clouds always lie
on it making the colour pink
the sinister branches of tree
located next to my house
wanna hide the great sky from me
like scars are hidden by blouse
but it won't. i'll stay strong
and i'll believe till the end
i will be saved by my hope
there's sky over the land
YOU ARE READING
moonlight along the river road
Poetrythats my first poetry collection. i wrote it with my fragile heart and broken but still kind soul
