Poems from poet_at_heart25
The endless sounds bring joy and tears:
The Willow weeps,
The blue jay sings,
The sea voyage has crossed to land.
The trek beyond at last...
To do what has not been done,
To try to help or try anew.
Will you climb the tallest mountain
Or try your hand at swordsmanship,
Maybe...
Once I am gone:
Will there stay a blue sky,
As it was everyday?
Will the sun rise and fall?
Will the people live without me?
Will there...
A bell is rung
The sound so deep,
It wakes the sleepers from
Nightmare's Creek.
The reason why
A sound so low,
So loud should ever be...