Poet in my WindowA Poem by Emily L
Poet in my Window
There is a poet in my window As I stare out the clear glass painted poetry appears The little girl that use to manifest in my soul is awakened once again with youth and new beginnings The grass is lush with ants that have a tiny world of their own that no one seems to know about but me The robin in my tree arises to nourish her family with simplicity and ease The smell of fresh air that seeps into my pores is oh so beautiful to me The way the pine and oak trees stand behind the skyline so gently makes me wish I was a tree...so strong and so wise There is a poet in my window I don't believe we've met before As I look deeper my reflection appears I begin to giggle at the sweet realization that the poet is indeed me
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StatsAuthorEmily LAkron, OHAboutHello, my name is Emily i'm 19years old and simply just want to share my writing with the world. I have a strong love for writing about nature and the world around me. All the beautiful things it has .. more..Writing
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