Tuesday, March 23, 2010

My attempt at being a poet :P

Wind blew trees
& branches fall
Old man in old coverall
gathers up the fallen wood
twigs is bad
but tree is good

Skin like paper
creased and thin
Works with gloves
Wide hat brim
Old woman in the noonday sun
Fought the weather 
Weather won.

what I don't know
Old woman do
Happen to one
happen to two
Face held high
in noonday sun
One day I'll be
the weather'd one.

kat lee :)

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