As the book closes

Old stories will soon end,
Old wounds will soon mend,
Old memories may soon be forgotten,
As the book closes…

The joy that it bring,
The lullaby that we sing,
I’ll treasure everything,
As the book closes…

New hope will now appear,
New opportunities will soon be near,
That’ll make it worth the tears,
As the book closes…

~ Melonaide

The Big Door and the Small Door

Two doors stood at the end of the hall,
One door is tall and the other is small.
As a girl passed by, she stumbled and fall,
And stared at the two odd doors fixed to the wall.
It is the dead end, there’s nowhere else to go,
Which door to choose, she do not know.
She looked at the big one, it must be easy to pass through.
The small one’s too small and looks uncomfortable too!
She reached for the big knob, but she can’t push the door.
So big and heavy, it makes her weary.
No matter how hard she push, there’s nothing she can do.
It is where she want to pass, but she can’t deal with its mass.
But there on the wall stood the little door.
Tiny and small, she crawled on the floor.
Although it’s small, it’ll lead her to the ball.
It is what’s important after all.

~ Melonaide

Stars in a Jar

I’ll catch some stars and put them in a jar, then lock it tight and handle it with might

So that no matter how dark the places are, I’ll have tiny lights leading me with beautiful sparks.

I’ll catch some stars and put them on a jar, then lock it tight and handle it with might…

So that no matter how far all my dreams are, I’ll see some hope just by looking at the jar!

~ Melonaide