Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2018
I am the night that covers me
The crescent moon, both pale
and bright
I am the light that goes through
Every place and sight

I am the birth and the cry
of every bird
that has ever flown
I am the tree that grows
upon every stone

The root that sinks in the  
The wind that forever blows
I am the rain that falls  
on you
Ever since you were born

I am the flower that blossoms
I am the lamb that cries
I am the bird that sings
I am always mine

I am darling.
I am!
Written by
Irena  33/F/Macedonia
Please log in to view and add comments on poems