As I gaze from my roof top
I can watch the world go by
And what I see from my roof top
Makes me wonder why?
I see the people passing through
Wondering to where they are going
Or if they ever stop and think
Of where they are and what they are doing
At night I see the stars bright light
And gaze into the foreboding night sky
I wish upon the stars and moon
Or sometimes just sit and cry
In the day the stars are few
Yet still a few remain
The people still hurry through
Don't even stop to watch the rain
The world I see from my roof top
Is one I thinks worth knowing
So stop one day, not on a roof top per say
And watch how the world is growing! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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