Grass that billows softly
Wind that laughs, smiling
Sky that goes on and on
Just like this list that keeps piling
The list of the wonderful things on Earth
The things I love and know
The piles and piles of wonderful things
Written on paper, made from the tall trees, white like snow.
YOU ARE READING
Poems from the Heart.
PuisiThe tears have been long gone Since the page was torn apart I don't need the paper now I know my poems by heart The poems are my life for now Now, then, and forever These are the deepest depths of my heart Much heavier than a feather The life of me...
