RhymingA Poem by ♪The Girl Next Door♪I don't know where it came from, but this poem is the second poem to come after breaking my writer's block! Hope you like it!People wonder, wonder why, in my poems I do not rhyme. The answer is quite simple really, it just takes to much time.
It's not that I don't want to, it's not that I can't, but it would be so uncomfortable, you see, as if in the darkest room sat a plant.
It would have no room to grow; the light would be rare. It would have nothing to show; all it's branches were bare.
I would much rather be, a big elder bush. My roots run long and deep, my berries are plentiful and sweet, giving me quite an edge.
Yes, it is true, that I do not rhyme. But, really, can't you see? You've had plenty of time.
Which would you be? Here, I'll give you a push: A small naked twig? Or great big full bush? © 2012 ♪The Girl Next Door♪Author's Note
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8 Reviews Added on March 31, 2012 Last Updated on April 14, 2012 Author♪The Girl Next Door♪In The Highest Room Of The Tallest Tower, COAboutMy name's Makenzie and I'm extremely insane. If I were a super hero my super hero name would either be Captain Procrastination or Sarcastimaster. P.S. also by the way, I'm a confessed crazy cat lady. .. more..Writing
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