Perviously posted: November 9th, 2012
Green turns to Orange, Brown, and Red.
Soon colors begins to fall,
Before long there is no more left.
They leave them bare and cold.
Then when the sun comes up,
The Green is back again,
And as the day goes on
The Green gets Greener again.
And as the sun goes down,
There is Orange, Brown, and Red again.
dedicated to @bookandplatypusluva for the cover at the side --->
YOU ARE READING
A Collection of Poetry Book One
PuisiA collection of poems that range from simplistic ideas to my personal feelings. Those that are not about ideas or issues I feel strongly about, are about my feelings and experiences. Total number of poems: 68 {Poetry / Short Story}
