This really doesn’t have any real importance but poetry is just something that I like to do every now and then, so I hope you enjoy it. Please forgive me for any mistakes.
The morning sun rises up over the horizon only to shed blazing tears.
Its sad radiance only to wake us up to our most troubled fears.
It travels across the skies only to let us live without the ones we lost.
Then it set to only to allow us to cry as the moon shows its nights windy frost.
We cry through the dark hours mourning for the ones who cannot be in their beds to night.
Then it is morning again just to see that loved one is out of sight.
Then we go to our family and friends for some comfort as the morning starts.
But we know that that loved one is gone but only to remain forever in our harts.
(In rememberance of the students and teachers who died at Virgina Tech)
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