Hanging Up Poem by Sentamu Aziz

Hanging Up



Bright skies
Happy nights
So many above
So few with meaning
To what we call love

As kids count
Endless it goes
Ours is brief
Angels crossing
Watching over us
Seen and unseen

Orion chasing mars
Counts to many a meaning
Not to Mama and Papa
Who see love as you shine
Not gone forever

Monday, October 8, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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