Looking outside my window,
I know the world will become a better place
Our creator has given us gifts and the finest beauty of nature
If I could take a brush and paint the mountains, valleys and moors
The evergreen pasture will be a sight to behold
I'd paint the ocean purple and splash the hillsides yellow
And fringe the edge of the wood, including the trees with their pretty lilac bells
The heather and bracken will I merge and mix with golden colours
I'd stencil on the marshes just like the China cups
And make the ponds like sweet buttercups
Mixing colours till another day calls
For nature's beauty will be my colored canvas
And my rich tapestry.
Ema.
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Ties(Poetry)
PoetryA collection of my poems all written out. Sometimes they're just in my head, sometimes I write 'em out. Front cover illustrator: @sheisema This is a work of poetry. Places, names, characters are either the product of the author's imagination or ar...
