Sad Snowy Day

 

This poem was written during the spring of 2001.

On a sad snowy day

I met you dear

You stood out like a rose in a monotonous garden

When you moved

Stars seemed to follow you

Like loyal disciples follow their queen

And I was a star

But when tried to follow you

You walked away

       I yelled you to stay

But you won't turn around

So now i'm a tear

Born in your eye

Which is as blue as the carribean sea

I'm living my life on your cheek

But wishing death

        As i will die on your lips

But when I die

I'll be looking forward to living my life again

So I can meet you on a sad snowy day