the boy awakes
by Anjinofthe7flames:
as the wind blows hard a young boy stands,
stand taller then the rest,
he wakes up to find his friends are waiting,
waiting to hear his voice,
A voice that speaks to every ear,
making the world happier.,
yet he stands alone waiting ,
to be chosen amongst the rest.
and sleeps on it to remember that grateful day.
But the boy wakes and no one is there,
Not a soul to be heard,or voice to be call.
only the whispers of the past haunting him,
Choking him tell he speaks ,
with harshness in his voice and gives up hope.
but all isn't lost for a ray of sunshine of hope come,
And brings him out of darkness.
and he walks among them happy and smiling.
together the wind blows into his future,
making it bright all the time.