Hey sweeties! GL reader Chloe K. sent us the perfect poem
for a gray November day. Tell us what ya think in the comments please!
I stare out the window,
As the drops begin to fall,
Like tiny ballerinas,
So fragile, so small.
They dance upon the pane,
Then they fall to the ground.
Never to be found.
I sigh and look away,
I can’t wait anymore.
I pull on my boots,
And open the door.
I run outside,
And as I twirl in circles
A happiness deep inside me is stirred.
The air is crisp,
The grass is green,
In the air there’s a mist,
Sure, it’s muddy, but who cares?
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BY GL READER ON 11/9/2011 5:49:00 PM
POSTED IN express yourself, you wrote it, poetry