Sometimes I feel life is bright
and I have wings to fly
and at night
I start feeling the changes
in my moods
while I watch the hanging moon.
The Phases
I go through are like seasons
that hold on to reasons,
why my poor heart
goes through art
of the roots
that brought me in these moods
and I will not blame it on the moon.
The Phases
I hold on to my faith
yet, I still had fallen in a habit
that changes
like night and day
young and old
never knowing what the day will bring.
-Judy Emery Copyright © 2005
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery.
