Monday, March 21, 2011

I made a wish so full upon the moon
But realise now it was so late; too soon
The world has now changed I understand
For the sea to ever sweep back into land
I thought that I would teach you a lesson
But you taught me one the harder to learn
That faith and goodness is not ever earned
It is innate within and iconic, of an essence
That will always be of you when I smile