Young's as new as the sky,
Seeing the world as heaven rise within the suns lies,
Bird's flying within winds breath of fresh air as thoughtfulness follows,
While hearing grasses green smooth touch between Youngs playful fingers,
Seeing a dream as a memory of the past before birth itself came alive,
Word's of cheer come through the small ones mouth as water grew there hight,
Life crawling to their little toes with mystery and gleam as a firefly can be,
Finding fantasy within realities ray of truth and tell,
Only seeing the beauty through every pebble youngs come across,
Rains drops of tears is like waters sweet blueberry pie,
Thunders light coming from here to there is like a nightlight only with knew noises to hear,
Snows shiver is like a snowcone to play as a cooler can be,
Always cheering on with the poor to see their smiles of faith through there tired old eyes,
Loving there angles who showed them right
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The Writer's World
PoetryThis book is about my poems that I have done Throughout my whole life, My first poem is how I got into poetry. Please, and thank you for giving this book a try.🙂
