Neal Wiley Poems

I sit on the hill looking to the sky, Often been ask myself questions like why?

Why do bad things happen to people for no reason? Why do moods often swing with the seasons?
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It's 4 in the morning, I'm looking at the moons glow!
In some strange way it reminds of someone I know!

It's luminous light shooting down from space, resembles that of the smile on their beautiful face!
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