swaying gently in the breeze
a sea of purple
to relax the mind
and set the body at ease
stems long and short
add a new color
to the periwinkle sky
what a sight
it makes me want to cry
a sight so rare
in my desert home
brings joy to those
who share my fate
just as long as their home
doesnt break their plate
YOU ARE READING
my poetry
Poetrypoems from my 7th and 8th grade "sappy poet phase" hope you enjoy reading them as much as i enjoyed writing them
