I cannot hide from them
Oh, no.
The winters pass
The wind
The snow.
And every
body
that I
know
Forgot
A lot
And on
They go
But I
do not
I tot-
ter here
on mountain-top
With risk
With fear
If fall do I
Then by-the-by
The breeze will sigh
You'll cover
your eyes
And
every
body
that I know
forgot
A lot
and on
they go.
Remember that *whossh* feeling? yah, i just got it. Looooveee the rhythm - its almost kind of lulling :)
ReplyDeleteyeah I love rhythm. I feel it gives poems more meaning.
ReplyDeleteagreed completely.(: ...*whosshhh*
ReplyDeleteNormally rhyming poems bother me, they remind me of mother goose, but this one seems like a river, it keeps moving.Love it. :) *whosshhh*
ReplyDeletethis is one of my favorites
ReplyDeleteEmily said....
ReplyDeleteLUBOV I LOVE IT! <3 READ ITTTT TMOROW