Monday, 14 July 2014

Look out

Look out..
For that innocent smile,
On a crowded bus
For those pants that still fit,
When you’re thirty plus

Look out..
For that sound of an ice-cream truck,
On a Sunday afternoon
For that shooting star
On a  dark sky with no moon

Look out
For the words
That need not be spoken
For the silence
That need not be broken

Look out
For those hands that hold you,
When you fall
For that bit of strength,
When you feel small

Look out
‘Cause what you see,
Might just not be it
And if you look beyond,
You might just be able to get it

Look out
For the hope
Behind every pain
For the sunshine
Behind every rain