It was a long night, a long flight
Father came home, was ever so tired
I had my eyes up in the sky
And I knew I was getting higher higher
Father held me on his shoulders
The night grew old, was getting colder
Ice was right, like it was polar
Sun was gone, there was no solar
Father tired, get inside
But my hands reach ever so high
It was dark, so late at night
What was I trying to find
Had my hand on the moon
The only light that wasn't gloom
Father looked at me had no clue
Til he saw what I saw too
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Poems Of Pain
PoetryJust poems, random poems that I felt like I decided writing... Not all of them are going to be about pain... some of them might be short, some of them might be long... You'll see a new one from here every single day, so I hope you enjoy :)
