Beauty
I wrote this poem after spending an afternoon in the great outdoors. Something I never do anymore, I always feel there are too many eyes watching me. Still, it is one of my favorites out of all I have written, so I hope you enjoy!
Beauty
Natures greatest beauty,
lies in that which is old.
Barren rocks in red clay soil
reflects with rays of gold.
The dawn and set of the sun,
will tell you when the day
has begun and is done.
Far away from human plight,
safely here I spend the night.
The waters clear,
the sky so blue,
Everything a perfect hue
teasing eyes with lost delight.
I want to stay here all my life
safe and sound.
To be perfect too.
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