A drop of dew, I narrate my story A fragile leaf once sheltered me Short life, amazing wonders I wouldnt dare to fall of my home Yet I dream of the place called heaven Sometimes the sun does favours It smiles and gives me rainbows The grass laughs as it knows I will sleep in its cushioned lap one day Yet my tears refuse to release their reason They question how my chosen world can be a prison Sometimes I wish to wither away with the leaf that shelters me But my lifetime grows shorter every moment How do I quickly judge another right or wrong I always seem to know how another needs to live Yet fail to rise in my own little world..
Posted on: Sun, 26 Oct 2014 11:45:17 +0000