
I walked out of your house tonight,
Stood on your porch in wonder,
And could not believe the sight;
The stars in the sky, so very splendor.
I sat on the grass
And looked at the sky
The stars are better that brass,
And so much better than I.
Gazing, always gazing,
Those moments I cherish.
The fire was blazing,
And I hope the fire will never perish.
There is one of me
And of stars, over a million
I ponder tearfully
And want to hide in the pavillion.
But, stars are not aggresive,
They just look down with care
They are quite impressive
And I want this moment to share.
Gazing, always gazing,
Those moments I cherish.
The fire was blazing
And I hope that it will never perish.
I am so small,
So into the hole I crawl.
You hear me crying
And make me fell like I am flying.
You give me wings so I reach
The highest branches of the trees.
I am at loss of speech
And all my worries cease.
Gazing, always gazing,
These are the moments I cherish.
The fire is blazing,
And I know it will never cease.
3 comments:
Sorry to bug you but you spelled feel wrong
Not bad.
Speaks of passion, compassion and love.
wow,
i like to wright poams,
i think i am ok
but your poam is WAY better tham mine!
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