When the night
threatens to mare
and I cant sleep, I may
grab a book
and start reading,
it's true,
then I say
"That book is real good."
as I turn off the light
and pray...
that its good dreams
might just keep the nightmares
at bay.
When the night
threatens to mare
and I cant sleep, I may
grab a book
and start reading,
it's true,
then I say
"That book is real good."
as I turn off the light
and pray...
that its good dreams
might just keep the nightmares
at bay.
The seed will grow for years and years.
It will grow strong and tall,
with limbs so thick and leaves so green.
My tree will have it all.
In summer we may have a picnic in its shade,
Comments
One day, in my creative writing block, the teacher said "we're doing poetry today" and we were assigned to post a poem to Young Writers Project. This was the poem I posted.
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