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

[*~* ReAdInG Mu5iC *~*]

Really good poem! Great visual!

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Nature can up lift a soul in so many ways!

[Anthony]

lovely work, Rebecca! :-)

[paparapapa]

Simple but attention catcher. Great job! :)

[Jack Isaac]

This does make me long for the outdoors! Rather I must be confined to a stuffy old classroom. I really like this poem.

[Lily]

Really good Rebecca and Aly! This is wonderful!

[White Ink]

When you feel so down and can't talk to anyone.. just sink into the beauty of nature.. and everything will be just fine :)

[Dahlia Phoenix]

Nature is a beautiful place where we can experience the delights it can give us on such day. When we go outside, its another step for a new journey.

[EMF]

Simple, straightforward and wonderfully atmospheric. Wonderful natural poem. Great write