Already the sun begins to set.
Already another day has gone by.
Must we say goodbye to the sun so soon?
We’ll miss you, dear sun.
We’ll miss you and all your warmth and your radiant brightness.
But it’s alright.
We’ll just wait until the next morning comes.
Until then, we’ll lie down in bed, close our eyes, and welcome the moon.
Beautifully complex
Yet seemingly simple
It flows from fingers and mouths
It flows from metal and wood
It floats on the breeze
Swaying the leaves in the trees
A bow on a string
Ya know
Sometimes I don’t think
That things will ever get better
Sometimes I don’t see
How they really could
But I’m not always like that
Sometimes I think
“Maybe someday”
“Maybe it will improve”
Hello
My name is Jaden
I am fifteen
And this is a poem
About me
About how I feel
Being a teenager
In 2025
Distance
Rain
Endless nights
With no end in sight
Comments
I really feel this right now... No one wants to have to say goodbye to the sun on a cold winter day. You're right, I guess: All we can do is welcome the moon.
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