Saturday, September 6, 2014

Dear Sun

Your rays touch my skin and wake me up every morning.
You know not how I struggle each night to go to bed.
The stars and the moon gaze at me shedding tears,
Too sad; they cannot make a move and comfort me. 

I hope you leave not but stay for the night,
And watch me toss and turn to fall asleep.
Would you still touch my skin and wake me up?
Or would you hold back and allow me to sleep undisturbed? 


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