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Seasons
As I walked along the river bank one exotic summer’s day
I could feel the changes, see the changes and sense the changes too
I could hear the river trickling through the rocks
Dancing around the pebbles
The smell of life drifted through the air
The bittersweet smell of pine
The smell of flowers
Even the most common weed contributed to the aroma
Tulips surrounded by Roses
Daffodils partnered with Daisy’s
And thousands of combinations that were never there before
I remember when the ground as white as paper
The wind was like a freezing slap across my face
The branches of the once fruit full trees were bare
All accept the pine trees
They were the only things that was evergreen
Okay, here is my small effort.
Our world is in pain
Harsh reality of life
Death awaits us all
As I walked along the river bank one exotic summer’s day
While I admired how much the beaten path had changed
I could hear the river trickle soothingly through the rocks
Dancing elegantly around the pebbles
The smell of life drifted through the air
The bittersweet smell of pine trees
The scent of exotic and common flowers
Even the lowliest weed contributed to the aroma
Tulips surrounded by Roses
Daffodils partnered with Daisy’s
And thousands of combinations that never appeared before
I remember when the ground was as white as paper
The wind a freezing slap across my face
The branches of the once fruit filled trees were bare
All accept the pine trees
They were the only things that stayed evergreen
TA DA! What do you all think? I think I've finished but I'm willing to hear any final comments any of you may have. Thanks for all your constructive criticism especially KY and Ros.
Forever shall I stay there,
Entropy prevails.
> invading hands touch;
> trailing along my skin to
> find a secret place
Well it works for me!
Anyway scrap that how about:
invading hands touch;
trailing along my skin to
find a secret place
> I only counted 6 beats in the second line, what am I doing wrong?
No your right.
Back to the drawing board.
this is harder than it looks.