If you were…

If you were a star
that wasn’t expected back in the
for a thousand years…

I’d wait.

If you were the sky,                                                                               
and everyone went inside when
you got sad
and started to rain…

I’d stay.

If you were a peach
and the world decided to get rid of all peaches

I’d pick you up, put you in my pocket…



1 Comment

  1. A simple, but yet very touching poem.

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