Anderson Dcclxxv Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi

All I ever wanted is
To hold you when you become broken
And lift you when you see only grey skies
You think the sun won't shine- ever
But it will melt the grey skies from yr mind
And the blue skies will emerge out like a phoenix
As the warmth of summer will return
The clouds will be blown away
To somewhere hate prevails
A place where we won't go
As we will keep holding hands midst
The ugliest ways of the world