Wonder
By Shadowpoet
Look up to the clouds and study the weather
Sometimes they can be as still as walls, but they move
The skies move on with birds that glide through them with their glistening wings
Fly away, away to what you think is your home
Every type that passes by makes the wind stronger
Howling sounds go to our ears
The peaceful things that have always been there
The sky that can change itself by what they can do
Rain, snow, or fall on you
People remind me of the sky
How they all roam around with the air
Too busy to notice details such short of seeing
Breathe the freshness that the trees and plants offer to us
Would it pain you if such beauty would one day fade away?
I think it would
It's one thing that can calm people
I watch as you hide through your laughter
When you might be filled with sorrow
Nothing in this world forever is
I grasp the pen that calls my name
Drawing a moment of nature at it's best
More people pass me by and don't even wonder why
How about the person next to you?
Is that how they really are to you?
Can they be lying and making illusions?
No one knows but themselves
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This was a vignette for my english class, but I guess it could work for here too. Review plz.
By Shadowpoet
Look up to the clouds and study the weather
Sometimes they can be as still as walls, but they move
The skies move on with birds that glide through them with their glistening wings
Fly away, away to what you think is your home
Every type that passes by makes the wind stronger
Howling sounds go to our ears
The peaceful things that have always been there
The sky that can change itself by what they can do
Rain, snow, or fall on you
People remind me of the sky
How they all roam around with the air
Too busy to notice details such short of seeing
Breathe the freshness that the trees and plants offer to us
Would it pain you if such beauty would one day fade away?
I think it would
It's one thing that can calm people
I watch as you hide through your laughter
When you might be filled with sorrow
Nothing in this world forever is
I grasp the pen that calls my name
Drawing a moment of nature at it's best
More people pass me by and don't even wonder why
How about the person next to you?
Is that how they really are to you?
Can they be lying and making illusions?
No one knows but themselves
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
This was a vignette for my english class, but I guess it could work for here too. Review plz.