Glistening Poem by simon thorpe

Glistening



Eyes cold as ice, black as coal,
staring lifelessly ahead to a distant dream,
The sun will not rise today,
I am left with memories of bygone days,
Childrens laughter and a free flowing stream,
The stars were as one back then,
I hope and pray they will unite once again.

Sunday, November 4, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: laughter,memories,staring
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