When I go outside

Another poem by my friend, Rebecca.

When I go outside I smell the clean pretty grass.

 

When I go outside I feel the wind in my hair.

 

When I go outside I can smell nature.

 

When I go outside I feel the bright sun light in my face.

 

When I go outside I smell the flowers.

 

When I step out that door I step into nature

Author's Note

Another poem by my dearest poet friend, Rebecca.

I have permission to post this by Rebecca.

Reviews

[jennifer little]

wonderful work

[AK]

That was really nice! Beautifully written. Your friend Rebecca is awesome!

[Umbra-Regina]

A very beautiful poem indeed. It really connects the five senses, making it an intimate experience for the reader.

[Starlight Moon and Aly ..]

Rebecca has truly captured the beauty of nature in just a few short lines. :)

[Another Relic]

A nice way to write a poem and nice images to go along with it.

[Richard Anthony Goulart]

I love this. Very captivating view on nature.

[Shy Girl]

She keeps going from smell to feel. Very well written, back and forth. I like that and the simple way she describes each but separate. (hope that made sense) Please tell Rebecca I loved it, I'd be very grateful... :)

[stars are far]

this was so nice..
well done..and nice feelings :)

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

Awe, very nice and aware of the beautiful nature that surround oneself.

[Ruth]

Beautiful imagery love, so lovely! xoxo