Look outside,
Look at the lovely blue sky.
The sun is shining upon us.
It's disgusting.
Such a beautiful day.
But I'd rather have another gray cloudy day
Than see the sun shine through the windows
And be reminded of the sunny summer days when I was happy and loved,
The days that I'll probably never experience again.
So go away, sun,
And take the memories with you.
I'd rather just have rain again, thanks.
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Swoosh - a book of breezy poetry
PoetrySome of the least poetic poems you'll ever read, written by, you guessed it, me! These are some thoughts and feelings that I tried to put into words. I started writing poetry regularly back in January, so the poems in this book kind of tell the stor...
