Saturday, April 12, 2008

Poem by Mac

I SEE THE DAYS

I see the grass against the water,
I see a son, I see a daughter.

I see the sun shine in your eyes,
I see the sun shine on the rise.

The days of love, the days of merry,
The days my heart will always carry.

The days of hope, the days of wonder,
The haze of good I’m always under.



by Mac
November 2005
age 13 at time of composition
Phoenixville, PA