'The stars seems to vanish in the skies
As I gazed into this lonely night
For it's hard to see with wearied eyes
The blinking stardust of distant lights
Alone I face this moonless night
And feel such longing
In my far away shore
But as I see these scattered pebbles
And many tire tracks
On this deserted road
With the gentle swaying
Of the nearby trees
It's a wonder...
For everything in this moment of sadness
Crumbles... and I just go on
With life and think of the dreams
Of my love ones back home
This tender night of darkened skies
Regret is not a thing to be carried
For love is not desert, trees or poetry
But sacrifice that one should aspire.'
Jesus James Llorico
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dreams-774/
