I wanted
To Write about the flower,
But then I saw the ant.
I wanted
To Write about the ant,
But then I saw the beetle.
I wanted
To Write about the beetle,
But then I saw a spider.
I wanted
To Write about the spider-
But then I saw
a fly trapped in the web!
I'm sorry to end so suddenly,
But here there are
far too many things to be said.
God's earth
is far too bountiful
For me to ever make a choice.
July 2016 ( 15 years old)
YOU ARE READING
From My Heart
PoetryA collection of poetry Some humorous, some sad and some joyful, but always from the heart. "One day a little mouse Got tired of living in my house Tired of staying on the ground In reach of vicious hounds So out it set upon it's qu...
