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Jan 2013
The sun shatters and taps on my window pane.
I drizzle sleep from my ears and eyes,
Clearing my brain from the thick dreams that slosh,
Back and forth.
A tremor sneaks into my fingers
As I remember your face.
Morning has come as I realized
The sun shall rise for you, too.
I know that today your hands shall slide over your hair,
Your fingers twirl around your earlobes,
And your mind erupt with ideas.
Your legs shall seep simplicity and such grand rapture.
I know your day will be filled with moments
Only so precious to those as gifted as you.
I know your every word and thought
Is bigger than this earth can contain.
I know you'll succeed at expanding into the sky,
Stretching your limbs past Mars and
Your eyes will blend into the stars,
While the moon shines on your mouth.
So keep your chin up,
Other wise nobody will be able to see that beautiful smile
That the moon illuminates graciously.
SamBee
Written by
SamBee  Amherst, MA
(Amherst, MA)   
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