There it stands. The guardian of our house Your trunk and branches Beautifully painted with shades of natures wear Your leaves changing from yellow, green, to brown
By K_the Graeae5 years ago in Poets
A ball of Yarn so round and full Complete with vibrant overlapping strands So soft and whole So much to give Endless creations to be made
Let us evaporate and rewind Start at the very top So broad you are So open you seem Fall far from the sky Down the mountain sides
From the moment the sounds get plugged in From the thumping of the bass drum To the riffs of the guitars To the treble in the bass chords
Maybe after the sun has risen, and the clouds have parted... will I see you standing there. Where did you go?... that dreadful day you left,