I sat,
Reading,
In the soft light
Of early Spring
A chilled rain fell
Gently to the earth
And the smell
Of freshly baked cookies
Wafted through
An open window
I paused my readings
And mused
"What a beautiful day it is,
This morning of early Spring"
So you know how some people take a paragraph and split it up to look like a poem?
Well that's what I just did, and I don't care for this format.
But how I had written it sounded poetic, and I wanted to share.
Also Spring is my favorite season.
Until next time - ☔
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When Rain Falls
Poetry"When rains fall And shadows crawl That's the time I hear my call A random word Is all I heard Now I write With emotions stirred" That poem essentially describes how I write the poems in this book. All of the poems are mine. Also the poems get bet...
