Poems I Write Yes This Is The Title Happy And Sad

beyond the window

Here lays a flower
Standing like a tower

It looks through the window and sees a great sight

Twinkling stars at night
Huge gigantic mountains,like giant fountains
A river that flows;oh so very slow

The flower wants to go away
From this place
It must ace
For this place is too small
It doesn't feel right at all

So on it goes never to be seen again
The flower says "It's a new journey not the end".

This was a poem I wrote in  6th grade I think and I actually drew that picture then too.