LITTLE BOY
the little boy silently prayed by his bedside
he asked for a little time... he wants to see the sunrise.
awkwardly he moved to the windows,
orange rays were lighting up the dark sky.
his eyes were teary, his heart weary.
but he smiled to a brand new day...
people always think, "why life isn't fair?"
but half the time, they are unaware.
if you were to trade something in your life
for something that was out of it,
will you really be happier?
Saturday, September 15, 2007
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