When I have no where to go
When I have lost all hope
I don't waste time being slow
On my way to Daffodil Pond
Peaceful is this place
I go to when troubled
Serene and full of grace
My non-existent happiness comes back and doubles
Plenty of flowers build a shrine
The air is nor too hot or cold
The sound of the birds and wind, so divine
Doe and fawn frolicking through the fold
Ducklings follow their mother
The calmness of the pond take over
I wish I could show others
But then Daffodil Pond would be ruined
All the fragile creatures would flee
Scared and shocked they would be
If this place was interrupted
So I keep it a secret
For the animals, the atmosphere, for me
I'll keep it
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My Poems!
PoezjaI'm an okay poet. Some are sad and others really cheery! My rhymes can be pretty weak, though... but nonetheless, I hope you enjoy!!!
