As I look out the window in that dark room of mine
I see a creature so beautiful and fine
Pondering for hours on what can it be
...
Walking away couldn't have been hard,
instead I was going to face them.
As I stood facing my parents I wondered,
Would they still love me?
...
Beautiful Moon
As I look out the window in that dark room of mine
I see a creature so beautiful and fine
Pondering for hours on what can it be
But the time went fast and dark went to light
And that beautiful creature could not be seen
For that beautiful creature was the moon
And I will see it again very, very soon.
Brenna
age 13