Poetry

by Zenana Ohja

0

Time comes and flies…

Leaves start to fall
Wind starts to blow
Cheeks turn red
Hands turn cold

The birds fly away
To a land of flowers and trees
Hopefully we’ll also fly
So give us our wings

Time comes and flies
Before you know it so,
Peacefully enjoy this time
Because soon darkness will fall
But if you look carefully
Beauty is in darkness and also everywhere.

Tags:




Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

 
Back to Top ↑