Metaphors are Mine

Metaphors, metaphors, metaphors!

 

The sky is butter

Spread with a knife of love

And clouds are marshmallows

Soft, and stuck above

The grass is carpet

Stained with wonders

Filled with creatures

And hidden blunders

The moon drinks milk from stars above

Hidden by the dark so true

And as the birds of wisdom grow

You shouldn’t know but so do you

Thoughts falling ever swiftly down

There’s nothing left to think of now

To contemplate a hidden world

Will cause you stress and crease your brow

Messages hidden in the rain

Will bring about a land of love

And wrapped in sunshine warm as earth

We find our path fits like a glove

 

Author's Note

not much to say but READ IT!