The Park

The wind rumbles the trees
Grumbling breezy in their sway
So dulls the happy voices at its root
Children caught in sunlight play
Burning at their adolescence

They spin round and round
And laugh it down
Rush play along the merry weeks
Round and round
They laugh it down
And run against the meadow creeks

Boxes of sand for treasures keep
Twinkling for the midday sun
There disclosed the gentle heart
That amplifies this world on fun
Gawks the sense in sensibility

They spin round and round
They topple down
And laugh it down,
They laugh it down

Reviews

[Tallulah]

This was very beautifully written. It painted a great and clear picture. The imagery was amazing as well. Lovely piece her. It seems full of so much emotion...
Boxes of sand for treasures keep
Twinkling for the midday sun
There disclosed the gentle heart
That amplifies this world on fun
Gawks the sense in sensibility
^That's my favorite part.
Great Job

[Nathan Noble]

u have great style and this was a great write. i enjoyed it! keep them coming!