Stars

beary1112

I always knew the sunrise would

Begin the bright noon,

But I still long for the gentle breeze

Of the midnight moon.

 

I remember looking up

At the starry night sky.

I still remember the reflection

Of my stars that shone inside.

 

I knew the sun would rise

And the night would leave afar,

I still miss the moon

But the sun remains a star.

  • Author: beary1112 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 30th, 2022 19:33
  • Comment from author about the poem: Change happens. You can't stop it, so embrace it. Personally, my friend went through a (positive) change, and although I miss his past self because I could relate to him, I learned to accept it because, at the end of the day, he was still himself.
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  • L. B. Mek

    beautifully worded and such an empowering message
    thanks for sharing



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