Nature Poem
A poem can be like a lake
Softly whispering in the wind
It can rift back and forth as if it has no end
A poem can be like the ocean
With fierce waves crashing down
Never gentle never calm and always having a sound
A poem can be like the grass
You can pick it up piece by piece
Words springing up like a cricket, but just as fast going back down
Softly whispering in the wind
It can rift back and forth as if it has no end
A poem can be like the ocean
With fierce waves crashing down
Never gentle never calm and always having a sound
A poem can be like the grass
You can pick it up piece by piece
Words springing up like a cricket, but just as fast going back down