I Write With My Heart

Beautiful flowers greeted the sun as I watched the little children run Inspired by the warmth of the day I wrote the first lines along the way Failing my test in Trigonometry I wept under the shade of a tree Realizing what made it wrong I finished the first stanza and sang a song Sailing paper boats along the river People waited as the cold air made them quiver I felt their hopes, dreams, and sorrows I wrote the last lines full of morose I saw an ambulance in front of our door I felt my heart trembled in sore They carried a stretcher...a body covered with white I stared at those starry stars, and I, continued to write