You always said that you were just one of them
Just another tree in the forest
Ready to be axed away
Ready to be thrown into the wood chipper
You never acted the same way
After that day
I knew it was tough
But I still wanted you to stay
Don't you see
You mean everything to me
You're to precious to be thrown away
Even the clouds breathe for you
The clouds cry with you
They shine with you
Maybe it's better to say that you are a cloud
An inspiring white that is always different from the rest
Just please don't dissipate in the past
YOU ARE READING
My Poems
PoetryInspiration sources at random times From dawn to dusk My mind whirls with thoughts Ideas embedded onto paper and screens Memories captured within words As time progresses So does my talent Words form into poesies Poesies form into poetry And poetry...
