My Inspiration


The sky is sometimes orange and pink,
the sea is usually green or blue.
I found thou art the missing link,
in this tragedy I need you.

Why is the sun always yellow?
Why is the moon always white?
The situation makes me so mellow,
Especially on this dreary night.

Half the time the birds do fly,
the beetles do always crawl.
Nobody notices when I cry,
Sometimes I feel so very small.

You are the only one,
Just as bright as the morning sun.

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