The sky is gray, just as it should be in may. The crisp, damp air of spring trickles into me like a flower absorbing water.
Desperate for attention, my essence drinks in in
Such a cooling feel
Lily of the valley plants surround me
a single red tulip pertruding from the ground, fresh and young, out of place but perfectly fitting
the beauty of spring, such a sight to behold
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Random poems I wrote
PoetryJournaling is boring to me, so when I feel strong emotions I write poems. These are some of my more recent poems I've written over the years, hope you like them!
