Sweet Melodies
a bird outside my window sings the days
last sweet melody as the sun begins to set,
giving heed to a sea of fuschia painted
across the clouds. and as the moon bares its
face, the evening band of crickets plays
its sweet song, serenading the stars, so they'll
shine all the more brightly, lighting the
paths of those lost lovers, wandering alone,
roaming aimlessly in this world, searching
for their one true love.
Written by Yours Truly