A.N: Just another poem written for class. It was based off of some famous Greek lady who happened to write poems I like. I don't know, I can't remember. I posted this only because it was one of my newer poems that did NOT have formatting trouble. Jeez, that is just so annoying. Anywho, enjoy!

Start...

Golden Sails:

My mother stands

atop her balcony;

Golden tresses blowing

in the flower-filled air.

Her beauteous face

Shines;

lax in the stars'

Light glow.

She told me once,

of Father;

with his Broad chest and

Loving gaze.

He loved with such passion

not even death could stop it.

My Mother stands atop

her lonely balcony.

Watching for his

golden sails.

And time yet stops.

End...

A.N: As per usual, I'd love to hear your thoughts on this. Review if you feel like it.