Planted a hoping tree,
Made a sad conclusion,
But then a saw a layer of hope,
It was when it rained,
That's after that I saw,
A floating iris through the sky,
And if you don't believe,
My friends have witnessed my vision,
They saw the iris bloom.
YOU ARE READING
I Wrote It All For Me
PoetryPoems. For myself, of my moods, my life, just me and my feelings. Most of them are fictious (or are they?). I'll leave it to you readers, let your imagination wander.
