The moon glows <br />in bright yellow <br /> <br />The moon takes in all my pain <br />to glow in bright yellow <br /> <br />The more the pain <br />the greater the strength of its glows <br /> <br />The moon comes a-calling <br />first peeping <br />through the window <br />then takes leave <br />from the sky <br />roll from the tree, <br />and over the window <br />to the table and to my bed circling softly round <br />comforting my head <br />taking in all my aches <br />encasing them all in her <br />round body <br />The more it take my torments <br />The brighter it becomes <br />till my pain is now <br />a bright great mersmerising moon, rolling, rowing <br />over my whole physique <br />a mom taking all care, bearing all sins <br />to make sure her child is in full ease <br /> <br />the moon, with each <br />throb of my pain <br />it increases in its brighteness <br /> <br />the moon with each <br />throb of my pain <br />it increases in brightness <br /> <br />giving my life <br />a new lease of hope <br /> <br />taking away all my aches<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/try-this-to-kill-your-pain-any-pain-including-cancer/
