I wake up into the morning sun.
Knowing that the day has just begun.
When I see the birds flying high.
I know that everything is going to be all right
To only think in the now and not the when
Lifting hard, passing trails
Pitching tents, packing bags
Passing by the Lilly pads below
We seek the next break.
2 comments:
I thing its good, but you shouldn't end that abruptly.
I reallly like it just you used some words that dont need to be there but u put them there to ryme the poem maybe it shouldnt ryme
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