Stars
I'm not certain of anything,but the moon ,
I'm not sure of anyone but the night sky ,it goes dark like a dream ,
I cant trust ,but i do believe in the earth ,its long winters,
and endless summers.High hopes ,of tomorrow ,
I am weary of men ,but i do love the stars.
Copyright © Elisabeth Harrison | Year Posted 2007
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