Even stars die out
and lose their twinkle
But your eyes shine as
they will forever sparkle
The Moon can hide behind
dark clouds and tall mountains
But your smile will always
escape from behind the curtains
Trudging bleakly under
the most harshest sun
A glimmer of hope
keeps me from being undone
YOU ARE READING
daisy.
PoetryTo Ree, May you always dream of tall mountains and white cloudy skies. To be happy is to be able see the world through your wondrous eyes. -Will
