A Poem

A Poem

The Poem

Songs are sung across the world

Some light and sweet, some dark and cold

Now some are meant to make you think

And others seem to want to scold.

Thoughts are thought across the world

Some happy, sad, and others too

Now some are put straight into words

And others held back, though they're true.

Words are read across the world

It seems you're reading these right now

But when you might be 'cross the world

I really stop and wonder, "How?"

 

End.

Author's Note

I know it's short but I thought it was okay. What do you guys think.