Poem from long ago
PostPosted:Thu Jan 17, 2019 2:55 am
A star is born
A star is born and shines radiant in the sky. Beaming brightly and dancing with delight while flickering to the others as to tell them see what I got. The star wanting to impress and prove her worth as she guides the light to dark and beams bright white light taking the dark by surprise.
The star as she has much older does not radiant the same light but knows she served the purpose. Flickers but can still shine a light at the dark sky telling the night I can still cut a light through you. She was glad to have lived a life full of vibrance and knowing the dark night has to embrace with fear of her white glowing light. That pierces the night and can still make shadows tribble.
A star is born and shines radiant in the sky. Beaming brightly and dancing with delight while flickering to the others as to tell them see what I got. The star wanting to impress and prove her worth as she guides the light to dark and beams bright white light taking the dark by surprise.
The star as she has much older does not radiant the same light but knows she served the purpose. Flickers but can still shine a light at the dark sky telling the night I can still cut a light through you. She was glad to have lived a life full of vibrance and knowing the dark night has to embrace with fear of her white glowing light. That pierces the night and can still make shadows tribble.