My Saviors
Awakening in the dead of night,
With the wind blowing strong and cold outside my window.
Feeling scared and lonely,
I wrap myself tighter in my blankets
And look up at those twinkling stars,
Feeling safer than ever before,
Knowing I have them watching over me.
With the wind blowing strong and cold outside my window.
Feeling scared and lonely,
I wrap myself tighter in my blankets
And look up at those twinkling stars,
Feeling safer than ever before,
Knowing I have them watching over me.
♠ ♠ ♠
I wrote this in grade 7 for a poetry project about my grandparents who passed away when I was younger. I miss them.