It just turned 5:30 in the afternoon,
As she wandered on the sidewalk
Gazing above the yellow oak tree,
Present in front of her dwindling scrutiny.
Taking a continuous step on the sidewalk,
As her red heels emitted an abrupt crunch from the dry leaves below
She took a sudden halt, beaming low—
As such, she looked upon once again, comprehensive flow.
As she wandered on the sidewalk—homebound,
From the day that she had feasted so much
The saffron and yellow sun enlightening as such at that particular time,
Took its heat down and began to hide.
From when the setting sun is the end of our gaily and frenzied day,
To which the girl on the sidewalk is her wonky start
It just turned 5:59 in the afternoon, and I felt dismayed;
She still wandered on the sidewalk, but it's getting kind of late.
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Ups and Downs: Short Poems ✔
PoetryBook 1 of the "Short Poems" series. This book contains all the poems that I wrote over the past years. (100 SHORT POEMS AVAILABLE) (BEST IN BLACK BACKGROUND) (COMPLETED) - - - Copyright © 2019 by Pawerr14 All Rights Reserved
