my poem? Please don't be rude or I'll report you. If you don't like it, please state why... I only accept CONSTRUCTIVE critism.
I called it "Hidden Amity."
A crash of thunder shakes my body.
A bolt of lightning shocks my mind.
Trickles of raindrops kiss my skin,
Cool breezes whisper in my ear.
From all of the countless memories cherished each day,
Hugs from the benevolent wind,
The touch of the blazing sun,
The sight of the shimmering snow,
And the serenity of the fallen rain...
Amity hidden behind the silhouettes
of the graceful clouds.
2006-07-11
19:07:36
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