The streets are silent as I hop off the bus.
No one in sight, I stare in bewilderment through the autumn-tipped trees,
As the mysterious aura struggles to register in my mind.
Suddenly a sweet, harmonious hum trickles into my ears, like honey as it laces through the quiet town.
I glance skyward, and see a peculiarly late sunrise, flying red and purple clouds, like marshmallows in the baby blue sky.
People slowly creep out of houses, seeming oblivious to the beautiful songs of the early morning.
This poem is by @dreamyme123, I hope you enjoy it! :3
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PuisiThis is a collection of poems written by me (@Dreamyme123) and my friend (@Miranda_Shadow). We hope you enjoy them, and please feel free to give constructive criticism, and tips! Thankyou, and happy reading! Xxx ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ By the way, we upda...
