Saturday, May 10, 2008

Finding True Love

Sun Rise

The grey began to fade,

As the colours filled the sky,

The chill began to warm,

As the sun began to rise.

A lost girl found direction,

As the eastern orb rose high,

The dark sky turned to blue,

Like the colour of his eyes.

Dark turned to light,

Grey turned to blue,

Lost became found,

That's when I met you.

Keri Jolly

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