Gone

My friend Maria said this was her favorite poem, so here it is.


Sky, as big as the universe,

Land like a sea of grass.

Yellow, brown, green grass,

The prarie alive with buffalo,

Built like refrigerators.

Settlers move across like trains.

Now the grass has vainshed,

Buffaloes like a shadow of the past.

Settlers gone like dodo birds,

The prarie is there no more.

Rain Drops

Raindrowps on my window,

Like moving bubbles.

Spotlights Shine though,

Bubbles now like a rainbow.

Gray skies high above,

Like a blanket of clouds.

Thunder rocks the world,

Like an earthquake.

My raindrops don't mind.

More appear, like tons of friends.

The strm goes through the night.

Raindrops on my window slide away,

In the morning,

Gone like magic.

Poetry!

I have tons of poems, so I will be posting one a week now:)