The perfect treetop
An angelic bird
Fleeing all that's bad
The snow and sun
Clash together
A leaflet and a butterfly
Together
They create beauty
A caterpillar
Yet at its prime
A late cherry blossom
Rainbows sprawling all of it
If this what it means
To be different
I'll take my time
I'll gaze at these wonders
With my doe eyes
I know the flowers will fall
In a perfect arrangement
And I'll be able to catch them
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I Want to Marry My Poems
PoetryJust some poems of mine and as shown in the title, they're so good that I want to marry them. Okay you might think I'm too self confident but remember that half of the world's marriages end in a divorce All kinds of poems here- short and long- lone...
