All I See.

Phosphor Silence

In the silence
Of the phosphoressent night
Your distant voice
Appears to me
In the shape of music
Which draws me back
Toward memories of when
We were too little to remember
Our mistakes
Growing up towards perfection
A struffle I can't bear
In times of trouble
I hear your music
I see your love
And I know I can achieve
Anything I touch.

This is the poem. I still think it's lovely.

Today it is sunny. Everyone looks a little happier and people smile back if you smile first. My brother is coming to see me soon. I haven't seen him six months and six days. I think that's a long time not to see a sibling. It's the longest I've not seen him for.