Once Upon A Morning Poem by sean alexander

It was once a morning in June
And lighting outside was tune.
To beating coming from heart
For lately my soul has come apart

For teenage years is time for grief
Moring, sorrow, and disbelief
Question the world and where you fit in.
Not yet adults, but no longer children.

For this morning, I question, my very soul.
If it exists, and how to fill this hole.
A hole of meaning to this thing called life.
And wonder if I should end it by the knife.

Around 5’o clock
The storm started to subside.
And something beautiful hit my eyes,

Something beautiful, something strong.
A voice that told me that I belonged.
As I walked outside into the rain.
The waters washed away all my pain.
And cleansed me of all my fear.
Blown away by the sky tears.
And sun appeared.
Out of the clouds.
And took away the thunder sound.
Told me the stories of this world,
And I was so happy
I danced and twirled.
For I had realized the secret to life.



It’s the little moments.
How often to we get to break from our stupid little lives.
And just break free from ourselves.
How often do we get to simply stare and the clouds.
Admire this world’s true beauty.
For all we ever truly need is mother sun.
No need for money, greed and guns.

This world is so beautiful.
Believe me. It’s true.
I hope my message gets to you.