Reservation
I look at the stars
And I look at the moon
And I know that a life
Awaits me soon
Although I am scared
And my thoughts are a mess
Something is reserved for me
A force I cannot guess
As the past blows ice
And the wind succumbs
My heart beats like
A thousand drums
As I search and I search
For the height of my game
My eyes light a fire
My sadness cannot tame
Copyright © Kate Moore | Year Posted 2011
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