Sarah Kind Poems

As I look up into the moonlit sky
I think of all the times that drifted by,
Some how a time went on,
You decided it was time you were gone.
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The gallant and bold pig gives a welcoming grunt,
He searches for food in such a useless hunt.
The lonely sheep wanders in search of new grass and juicy hay,
On her own she'll wander - day after day.
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The dead leaves danced under the moonlight
Empty souls walked into the night.
A girl dressed in white stepped out,
My lips trembled as a I tried to shout.
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