You are like the snow,
which trickles from the sky
like the remnants of a salt shaker.
Slowly.
Unevenly.
You are like the trees,
which provide such a silence
that they ring in one's ears like a bell.
Brashly.
Loudly.
--tiresome
YOU ARE READING
Rose: Poetical Observations
PoetryThis is my collection of thoughts in the form of poetry, which I have decided to share with the world--hoping that someone will benefit from my words and relate to them.
