I'm the sun in the morning.
I am moon in the night.
I am darkness in the dusk.
I am a ray of light in twilight.
Should I apologize for being under the weather?
I have a lot of seasons, but do I still matter?
Spring, summer, fall and winter,
I am calamity and chaos altogether.
I give flowers and sunny days.
I wither leaves and freeze lakes.
A lot of people in my life come and go,
Treasured memories were the ones I'll hold on to.
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Under the Stars I Write
Poetry[A COLLECTION OF RANDOMNESS AND POETRY] "Under the stars I write, Under the moon so bright. In the darkness of my heart, I hold on to the light. Thoughts in my head written in paper and pen. Voiceless words composed of memories by fate." - Hanna...
