Through these lens the world I see;
The specks of light in the eyes of the young,
the faith of a believer when gospel is sung.
The spark of love that burn jealousies flame,
the joy on a face with the call of a lover's name.
The sweetness from one's hug's tender embrace,
the beauty of a smile featured on one's face.
The sadness from a friend when a person dies,
the showing of sorrow when someone cries.
The glorious sounds of a favorite song,
The rain that comes but doesn't stay long.
YOU ARE READING
Even if We're Dreaming
PoetryThis is a collection of poems I've wrote. They span to love, hate, and everything in between.
