Cosmichen - Blog Posts

The days when I dream,

The days when I stand,

And stare out the window,

Through the misty fog,

No one in sight,

No car passing by,

Just the keen silence,

And peace overcoming defiance,

No sound,

No one found,

Just the pure rain,

Nourishing the ground.

The silence spoken,

Means more than words and actions,

Our thoughts say it all.

"It's good to strive for the best, though sometimes, you need to strive for the better." -TheHen

P.S. I know that I can use the quote font, but I prefer this one. Also, you don't have to agree, I'm just sharing 'cause why not?

When I think of home,

I think of you,

Where the skies were a beautiful blue,

Where there were never tears nor rue,

Where the crackling hearth,

Bathed it's warmth into the Earth,

Its dancing flames,

Reminding me,

Of the echoed laughter,

And the times on the porch,

With the sunlight shining,

When we sat together.