that earth came with a sky
and a sun who brought his
little brother the moon
and clouds that change
wardrobes often and
rain to ruin them all
plus fingers to touch
noses to catch a flower’s sigh
eyes ears and a mouth
to further sample our world
a wind that speaks honestly
once told me all the colors of
green are there just so we’d
wonder where everything came from
I see what lingers when lovers part two suns that became one split and spin away leaving behind a cleaved moon a weak reminder of what lit two worlds is now hardly enough to show the way f
there is something nice about having dogs as kids as the teenage years approach they have no desire to spend more time with friends and less with parents nor do they seem embarrassed being seen in pub
Today God asked me to capitalize every letter of every word I wrote down Just for one day could you give credit to the real Author of your poetry?