Monday, 28 March 2011

Why Am I Crying?

The grass is billowing by the steed.
The night is so very clear.
All I really, really need.
Is to know that you are there.

The moon is shining brilliantly white.
The stars are twinkling everywhere.
So why am I crying on this beautiful night?
I am crying because you are not there

By Caria Canalez


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