Keep Turning

You're the sun rising in the morning,
The fresh blanket of dew covering a shivering field of grass,
The wind flying through the scene as time washes away just the same,


The stars in the night sky just after your eyes wave goodnight,


You may not think we can see you,
And maybe that's true for some,
But to me you are made of things
That keep the earth turning,
So do yourself a favor,
And keep on turning too.

This poem is about: 
My family
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