The clouds in the sky are crying silver tears. I am a child. I am one with the moon and the stars. With you by my side, my rose is made of stars. Hold, take me into your arms. Open me to the sun as it rises beside the now fading moon. Rise, stars, and sing me a farewell tonight. You are beside me and I am in your arms. I fall to my knees and cry golden tears of happiness. I am in love with the sky. We float upward and swim in the clouds. We are children again. You hold me as the sunlight shines down on us and the stars bow and bid farewell. The wind kisses us, blesses us. We are one as we become children of the sky. We are reborn.
By Amber Rizzi
I am a literature geek working toward my Bachelor's in English with a concentration in writing. I love to read, and I'm always itching to write, especially creatively. I started "The Writer's Library" about three years ago, previously working with a Blogger platform before moving over to Wordpress. While I mainly post reviews of books, occasionally I will go ahead and review works in other media forms as well, such as music and certain television shows. No matter what I'm doing on here, I love to share with anyone who is willing to listen, and I'm excited to finally be on Wordpress!View Archive →