Poetry

Live the days
Count the stars
Witness the sunset
Treasure the rainbow
Set fire to the rain
Watch it burn
We ache and we break
But we choose to embrace the storm
Overhead, crashing down
So many waves hitting the shore
Secure your angel hive
Retie your wings
Touch that magic sky
Let a tear run from your eye
As you see the last crumbling mountain cry
Grab a trees hand
And embrace the storm
Because even the sun refuses to shine
But that does not mean
It does not exist