Monday 17 June 2013

Dusk

The ebbing rays of the sun
On the horizon as it goes down
With dreams and wishes
Of a better tomorrow as it rises
That I may be a better childe
And glow in my pride
Lets give way to the dark
So we may revel in the light when it comes back
So try and read my mind
Be surprised not by what you find
For I like the dark
That comes with dusk