The BayA Poem by Joy Lynn B.Trying to do a Villanelle. It''s as hard as it looks.
Wake up to a bright day,
Surely you'll see something; Maybe even the bay. The movement of the bay, Is steady with no wind; What a horrible way to begin month of May. As children's laughter is all you'll hear today, That's a sign of hope; For that poor bay. People have done worse to that bay, Litter with no care; That's why their cleaning it up today. Thank goodness for today, When everyone is caring; That tearing dock needed fixing on that little bay. Now everyone can stay in the bay, For it's getting darker now, Thank goodness for today, I'll never forget this wonderful month of May.
© 2010 Joy Lynn B.Author's Note
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2 Reviews Added on April 3, 2010 Last Updated on April 3, 2010 Previous Versions AuthorJoy Lynn B.Somewhere, FL, United States Minor Outlying IslandsAboutSo, ya my name is already given, if you haven't read it then it's Joy Lynn B.! I love writing poetry and writing songs for me to sing! To bad for me I have to buy music to go with it..... so that make.. more..Writing
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