Hehe Spring Day...💜
Okay so this poem is a little different than my usual ones. It was an assignment I had to do in class, but it got alot of praise from my teacher and idk... I'm proud of it!
On a perfect spring day,
My breath came slowly and soft.
Almost like a whisper.
I did not want to disturb the leaves,
Who followed their own reckless path as they danced in the wind.
On this day I refused to take a single step.
For fear of disrupting the stones that slept silently.
They lay peacefully together,
Creating a wide path for wanderers.
The day shone incredibly bright.
I did not dare stand tall or take up any space,
Because I knew the grass would not appreciate me taking any of the sunshine they basked in.
Who would want to ruin a perfect spring day?
Idk, not as good as my other stuff, but i was proud, so.... whoops.
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