November 6, 2007

The stars are each millions of miles away
But we've got to reach more than the sky
Though the wise people say that the secrets to life
Are simplicity, strength, and acceptance
We know there's no chance to look at the moon
Without holding our heads up high
And I can't hold your hand if it's stretched to the clouds
So let's, both of us, strain to touch Heaven

1 comment:

Nathan said...

Your poems are beautiful thesis'