just write: the brightest stars.
sometimes when a perfect season
is coming to an end,
it’s hard to feel excited
when you can’t see around the bend.
and so you try to cling to
the quickly fading light,
and hold on tightly to the past,
afraid to see the night.
but though you feel the sun is setting,
know you’ve nothing left to fear.
for the sky is always at it’s darkest
when the brightest stars appear.
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Love this!
Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. (And so true)!
Love, love, LOVE. <3 And so needed to read it.
I love this! I'm always jealous when people can write like this because I am so bad at writing poetry!!
Kristin
The Blush Blonde
Absolutely lovely.
BEAUTIFUL! Your so talented!!