Our planet is truly a beautiful place.
In winter time, the icicles hang off trees in a beautifully but dangerous way. Each snowflake is unique in its own way. Water freezes to ice and were able to skate on it.
In spring, the flowers bloom and we start to see grass again. On my street, the trees on either side of the road turn pink and the petals fall in what look like small tornado's.
In summer time the sun beats down on us, making us warm and giving us color on our skins. Pool open and its finally nice enough to return to the lake we've been craving to dip our toes in all year long.
In fall, leaves tumble around us in all colors, shapes and sizes. The wind becomes cool but still refreshing. The weather isn't to cold or too hot, just perfect.
Theres thousands of beautiful things on this planet.
The way lakes are at dawn when no boat has been on them or no one has swam in it. The colors the sun turns as it sets or rising. The shapes clouds make throughout the year. The waterfalls that are crystal clear and we can jump off into a lake below.
Earth really is a beautiful place.
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Solitude
PoetryJust writings I've done during late nights about aspects in my life and world issues, topped with some short stories.
