You are lucky
I said to the sun you are so lucky to have a sky full of friends. But she looked disappointed and she sighed as she said I am really all alone up here in the end. The clouds just drifts by and all the birds must descend . The sunflower love me then leave me as the sky blackens. They bask in my light then they turn their heads. She said I have mastered the art of accepting in the end. Love and loss is a duo so brutally blended.
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I love this poem. It's original and although the sun might feel sad your poem is the first one since long brighten up my heart. Thanks for sharing this. @Heartbeat1515 have a look here please.
I totally agree with you dear.. It’s original and although the sun might feel... Thank you so for for your valuable compliment dear... ❤
I agree with you @wakeupkitty. This is a fresh poem. I feel like the sun sometimes. The moon sure have a lot more friends than the sun.