I'm under the tree, the jet black night calms my nerves. The sound of the crickets helps my anxiety,the smell of the flowers falling from the tree above.
A drop or two of water falls on my nose then three, then four, then even more. It started raining but I stay in my place under the tree as I sleepily blink my eyes. As I drift off to my one little wonder land.
Were it rains tea and flowers can walk, the animals can talk! I can fly and sore and climb the unclimbable!
My wonder land.is were I can be me, were I don't have to worry about other people. Where I can talk to giant butter flys and walking snakes! Were if I eat something I can grow to the size of a mountain or the size of a key whole!
Were if a put if I put on a dress I look cute and have no one to tell me otherwise.
But when I wake up from my wonder land dream, I know I'll be back. Just wait and see....
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Random poems/ Storys I made!
PoetrySo this is just a collettion of poems I've written during my classes so yeah! And yes I know they are all bad no need to tell me okay, but anyways I hope you like this if you even find it!!
