The birds chirp as she sits in her chair,
The cool breeze blowing in her hair,
she is content once again,
The silent knock on the door from a friend,
She who once lied in the darkest depths of sadness,
Has become a glow of light that brightens the skies,
Not with a single glimpse of madness,
Sure of her rightful place in the world,
She walks down the stairs as a purified girl,
A smile from dimple to dimple,
Has made her life all the more simple,
Not sure what has made her this way,
Just a beating heart and a smile that wont fade.

I wrote this a little while ago its about how much a person can change from one thing entering their lives and making them better.
Please enjoy!

yeah...that is verrry beautiful...i like it...i like to read poems but never got the brain to write some...fufufu

A naive person, in order to see the light it must risk the dark.

However, if you have a friend poised to crash and burn when you're down and can't rise your chin, you'll find yourself at home.

Greetings supo.