This poem is to go in line with my Season Series of New Heights, my new original show. So don't try to take so serious in it's nature.
Her whisper causes the earth to tremble
The wind of the trees is her speech
Her golden locks of steel natured elegance whip the air
Flowing down her back as streams hidden with care
Dear, lovely, aspiring emerald eyes
Steal away concentration with sterling captivation
Her brows carry a mystery untold
With freedom and curious nature in their gaze
Her mind, a scape of endless inquisitiveness
Infinite, marvelous, a rich untold gesture of imagination
Yes, grand, beautiful, young, on her way
My future, my progeny, my end
A story yet to be fully told
And yet to unfold
My daughter
YOU ARE READING
By The Light
PoesiaThis is a collection of poetry that I wrote myself. I hope all who read can enjoy the few bits of words I attempt to clamber together.
