By Farah
Submitted by twisted_lie
Date: 2010 Aug 06
Comment on this Work

My Hanna Grave

Where there’s a will, there’s a way, he said to me before he went away.
And as he left the stars just fell down, the sky without its moon; like a king without his crown.
Beautiful from the inside out, a smile that shines the universe, the sun can never do without.
A chance gone and a new chance born, but yet every flower has its thorns.
Maybe one day luck will be on our side and you’ll come back to me with that same cheeky smile,
But for now I will have to keep it all inside, even though the journey so far has been worthwhile.