The wind it blows at ease,
I hear birds in trees,
The grass grows high,
The valley swings low,
That's what it's like at the meadow
Golden like the sun
Smells ever so sweet
Stem as green as green can be
Roots deep down as deep can go
That's what it's like at the meadow
The river rushes fast
But yet it goes slow
Quite so deep but
Yet so shallow
It has beauty and
looks so frail but
it's stronger than you know
YOU ARE READING
poetry
Poetrywhat more can i say just some poems to enjoy also a warning: some of these poems may include some dark or touchy subjects for certain people. thanks for the love. ~~~~~~~~~~ <3 love fish sticks!!!
