She was a Princess

Just a couple poems dedicated to my sister.


2. Thousand Suns

I live on an island with a thousand suns.

Sometimes one will slowly fade out,

moving on;

I prefer it that way.

Other times one will simply disappear;

Blink out of existence;

Leaving an empty place on the horizon.

You don't have time to prepare that way.


Where I live there are no shadows;

Well, except for mine.

Ink on paper,

It's the only wave in a sea of light.


On an island with a thousand suns,

One is not missed too much.

There is always somewhere else to drown one's shadow.

but still there is a change.

The world is a little less bright.

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