Among the furniture there is a desk
Along that desk lay sheets of paper
Around those papers are pencils
Across a paper I guide my hand
Inside it rests my favorite pencil
Against the paper it stops
Through my mind pass a dozen thoughts
Like a million birds, all flying and singing
About what I should draw next
Below me the paper sits, blank
Before it I sit
Above it I smile
In front of it I stare, imagining things
From within my head spring beautiful visions
Beside me papers pile up
Past the numbers I thought they would hit
YOU ARE READING
Of Daydreams and Reality
PuisiThis is a book of poems I wrote for a project in 7th grade. I worked really hard on this and I'm very proud of it, even though it's been many years since I made it... Enjoy!
