Soft, serenity, surreal.
It has its own little world up there a world with nothing but today’s, no yestrday’s no tomorrows no what ifs no maybe’s only right now’s. The sky is the resting place it is safe soft calm. And as I looked up and kissed the sky I realized that’s my forever home.
Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 9:45 PM UTC
Soft, serenity, surreal.
It has its own little world up there a world with nothing but today’s, no yestrday’s no tomorrows no what ifs no maybe’s only right now’s. The sky is the resting place it is safe soft calm. And as I looked up and kissed the sky I realized that’s my forever home.
Request permission to use this poem