A Dancer
The clouds dance around the sun.
The leaves dance in the wind.
They're both having fun.
A heart dances with blood.
As rain falls down from the sky,
it dances with the dirt,
leaving no mud dry.
The way they dance is wild and free.
I want to try. A dancer - I want to be.
...but who will dance with me?
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The Green Book (Poetry)
PoetryThis book includes many subjects of poetry including sad, happy, thoughtful, anger, current events, and much more. This is all my personal poetry written by myself. Enjoy.
