If you glance up at those stars
You will see it from afar.
The guiding light which shines upon
People of the American town.
When all seems lost
And far, far gone
Just remember were we all came from.
If you could stop and look at yourself
For just a minute
or maybe two
you'll see that you see
right through
the heartbreaking truth of brother number two.
If you are black
If you are white
If you are rain
If you are shine
You are still human after all
you still are the weather after all.
YOU ARE READING
book of poetry
PoetryLovely poetry for you and me to share The sun sets as i stare Into your eyes so brown so blue The airy breeze that blows soft cottony cottons frolicking rabbits brown, green, red, yellow foxes dance in the meadows. In poetry lane where it sometimes...
