Poem :D
Natural Instinct By Krizzia Anne Sheng C. Mauricio As I sit here, at my chair I notice the trees they seem so glare. I feel the presence of the wind As it noisily blows me. The clouds are darkening way up high, They toss and roll in the turbulent sky. I hear the patter of the rain As it noisily strides the pane. I hear the thunder far away Lightning lights the sky like day. 2comment[s] | back to top |