A/N: OKAY SO WE WENT TO A COASTAL CLEAN UP AND I WAS INSPIRED TO WRITE ABOUT NATURE. SO YEAHP. ENJOY!
At fall,
the greens turn orange
and fall to the ground.
At winter,
the blues
freeze.
Like the ones
we skate on.
At summer,
the yellow
is high above
superior
above all.
At spring, a form of life
grows
life arises
and every color
blooms.
Fall,
when not
everything
stays high.
And the same
greens in our lives
fall down
to the ground.
Winter,
when we hope
to freeze time
And enjoy
a cup of tea.
Summer,
when something
is greater
than us
and we just need
help
from other yellows,
like umbrellas.
Spring,
when there
is hope
and no such thing as
dead.
Written by: jme_28 <3
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Little Red Notebook
PoetryLiterature is mimetic. It mirrors our life stories and experiences. It narrates, expresses, records, catalyzes and influences us. Literature should be cathartic. Experience every emotion as you read through Little Red Notebook. Little Red Notebook...
