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Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Found.

the sky sent down sunshine
to dry away our tears
and at the crack of dawn
the birds sung away our fears

the whistling wind picked us up
and sent us on our way
when night fell, the moon followed us
to make sure we were okay

 and how it astounds
to be 
found 
by all that isn't human




1 comment:

Deviation said...

oh - You're Awesome at rhyming. I love the A-B-A-B Rhyme.

Flows very well. :)