This post is By request from a friend.When I wrote this poem originally, I wasn't going too to share it. Thank you Ajey for listening to me rant and rave and for the support in my trials and stumblings in life. I truly appreciate the friendship I have with both you and your honey :)
The Eclipse by April Gerard
Busy days they always seem
short nights of strange travels where
dreams are left out to dry in the mind's eye.
Looking up to see a full eclipse hiding the Sun.
These dreams... the smell, the vividness, they're so real.
That of melancholic feel, why should the sun be hidden?
Doesn't it breath life into the world? It cannot be lost....
for a Sun must still be, even if it can't be seen.
It isn't really gone though is it...
no the Sun never stopped its shine.
The Eclipse is just a temporary blockage
and can last only so long a time.