All I do is use
to pass time
until the Sun comes up
with her waking
smile.

Memories are like clouds—

some are like the white fluffy ones

floating carelessly in the sky

bringing happiness and joy

putting a smile on the face

                    and

some are like the dark clouds

that stays, bringing with them

thunder and lightning

causes pain in the heart

and bring tears to the eyes.

a shared heartbeat
this side of the grave

this fragile beat
with freedom song

needs must go to war
needs must die