I wrote this poem in class. It reminded me of someone I loved. I hope they’re okay.
We sat by the ocean,
and you gazed upon me like I was a mirror.
Everything you were,
was reflected in me.
And the way you looked upon me,
was like the turn of the sun
as it looks down upon the green earth.
Look at what your light has created.
This once shriveled wasteland
has become a meadow of blossoms and saplings.
And you began to weep,
not because you were sad,
but because now
you could finally see how beautiful you really are,
now that it was reflected in me.
Look at yourself.
You are so full of life,
so full of these wonderful things.