Sometimes,
I lie down on the grass,
Late at night
And gaze up at the stars.
And even though I know you're looking too,
I can't help but wonder where you are.
While I gaze up at the stars,
All these thoughts cross my mind.
That although you said you'd come back
You have truly left me behind.
As the stars grow dim,
And the sun comes into view,
I go back inside,
My mind only on you.
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Underneath the Stars And Other Poems
PoetrySo...these are my poems. After years of just writing furiously to myself, I am finally putting them out there. Fun. *yay!* Well anyway, I hope you like them. Some of them are funny (or at least, I hope so; at least remotely)*. Some are a bit 'deep'...
