My life was a routine, and sadly always be
No one understands me, I am out of glee
I go to a slide, hoping for a change
I fall down so gently, with some hair out of range
She held out her hand, shining like the sun
Curious I reached out, hoping she won't run
I touched it, I stood up, and together we walk
Telling and listening, with a million other talk
I bought her a toy, she taught me how to feel
I hold both her hands, and believe now so real
I look into her eyes, and see a glint of light
'There is hope', says she. She told me with might
And everyday I look up above
And see the wings, that taught me how to love
I remember how she left she, she turned into butterflies
But still I see her light, full of smiles and not of cries.
Very lovely vision.Nice rhyme.Another ten.
great poem....verses to light up life...well narrated...10 Ency Bearis
this is a good poem, danzen. you should keep writing more of this.: D
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An interesting poem on hope brightened.