The Same Sky
Caught a glimpse of a lost love up in the sky
sailing away with the parting dreams passing by.
Broken seashells lie listless along the sandy beach
everything in this reality seems to be out of reach.
Some wonder why some souls walk out an open door
and wander not knowing yet what they're searching for.
Left in solitude watching the stars fall upon the shore,
do they wonder if anyone sees the same sky anymore?
The sun sinks slowly and night falls all around me
as a fire dances, releasing ashes to drift out to sea.
I travel back to another time where I like to stay.
Pictures appear to me inside my secret hideaway.
Where buried within the deep, crashing waves
lies the remnants of one's heart; a memory it saves.
Left in solitude watching the stars fall upon the shore
I wonder, does anyone see the same sky anymore?
Born in Toronto, Ontario, Sandra is a self taught writer. She has been writing off and on since an early age. Most of her writing revolves around what she sees in everyday life, nature and her concerns about mankind. She enjoys reading, writing, hiking, animals and photography.