The rolling green
The gold-stained leaves
The still blue
And the stone giants that watched over it all
Stood quietly amongst their beauty
The fields of plenty
The homes that smoked gently
The warm sky above
And the stone giants that watched over it all
Stood quietly in awe of their beauty
The chirpy songs of nesting birds
The chatter of the babbling brook
The crunch of fallen leaves under animals' feet
And the stone giants that watched over it all
Stood quietly; happy with what they could see
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One Poem A Day - The First 200
PoetryEveryday, for 365 days - also known as a year, I will post a poem. Haikus, free verse, sonnets, villanelles and more. They might not be the best, but, then again, I'm not to be the best. I'm simply trying to learn a new craft and express myself.
