This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at TCU chapter.
We have so little
The sun comes and goes
The moon shines as the stars wink
People come and people go
I’m always changing
Moving bringing something new with each hit
The chill of my current is never the same
People come and people go
New feet touch my surface everyday
I always miss the smiles and laughter
The pleasure and warmth I bring them
But people come and people go
The sun drifts behind me, casting wonderful colors over my surface
The moon shines down over me as the stars wink goodbye
I’ll bring pleasure to someone else tomorrow
Because people come and people go
Photo taken by Sydney