I believed every star
Has a story
To be told
I've always believed
That when you look up at
The stars
Whichever star is the
Brightest
To you
That star is yours
The beautiful yet
Tiny star is yours
It's got a name
It holds yours so true
YOU ARE READING
A Midst of Sadness
PoetryThis is a compilation of my poems I've written over the years.
