The sun blazes over me,
Shining over all I might be
The warm wind washes over me,
A fluffy blanket you can't see
The flowers and trees are in bloom,
Anything cold now in doom
The animals are out and about,
And you can hear the children shout
Take a dip in the water to chill,
The water enveloping you at will
But it's only at night.
When the temperature is just right
To gaze upon the brightly shining moon,
And maybe sing a sweet little tune
The soft scent of fresh cut grass,
Enjoy it like it may not last
The sun is so bright and yellow,
Enjoying what's opposite of mellow
YOU ARE READING
The Poems Of Me
PoesíaPoetry is a form of venting for me. So don't be surprised if you read this only to find a book full of meaningful, and possibly confusing, poems. In some way, my poems are a form of myself and my own feelings. ((PLEASE DON'T STEAL! I MAKE THESE POE...
