Loving Life

my love is not for that of which lives and breaths
my love is for that of which everyday sees
love the sun and smiles all filled with joy
do not love one certain boy
the far stretched sky’s
seen by most everyone’s eyes
are filled with gold rays
even on the cloudiest days
busy the streets remain
everyday going on just the same
every now and then a tear may fall
but its always best to stand up tall
if you are sad if you are blue
ill always be there too see you through
the rain may come
but ill stand till is done