A world of my Creation

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

When I am working hard or being thoughtful, I come up with poems inside my head... Here is one that I thought up while doing a mission trip in St. Louis.

The grass is nice and wet and cool,

I sit in my mind by a gorgeous pool.

The sun is just setting the sky is on fire

and ever so slowly the moon climbs higher.

violets and roses, a magnificent tree

all grow in a world created by me.

Everything is more vibrent the briliance is stunning.

I see Squirrels scampering and wild deer running.

I feel the white mist settel around

As i sit, very thoughtful, in my mind on the ground.


Submitted: June 14, 2014

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