Looking out a window, hoping something could be bright,
Just so you could see it clearer- just that little bit more light,
Because the stars and the moon which are coming out at night,
Are not at the sun's abundance but really that's alright.
A tree dappled by sun pouring out a warming glow,
The clouds gathering in a blanket, a sign it might just snow,
And you start wondering if you should stay watching or maybe should you go,
You understand it's special, no scrap that, you don't understand, you know.
Hedgerows damp with early morning dew,
The animals scamper yet the amount is very few,
And you're still wondering to go or what else you should do,
But the only one who can make that decision lies in the hands of you.
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I hope you get the meaning! It's pretty clear on the last line, tell me your thoughts!
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I Don't Think You Know
PoetryThis poetry book is about friendships past and present (mainly past). You don't have to relate, but I hope you do. You don't have to like it, but I hope you do. Thank you for taking the time to read any of these poems, it means a lot to me.