A dog laps water
A bee buzzes on a flower
The birds sing their heavenly song
The wind blows the leaves away
A clear blue sky, ready for those to play under
And freshly cut green grass awaiting those to run on it
An oak tree hoping someone will sit underneath it
But all are inside
Watching this from an inside window
Looking, until the screen beckons for them to come.
YOU ARE READING
Poems from a beating heart
PoesíaEach chapter will be short poems that I have written. (I have no experience with writing poems, so bear with me please).
