My Dream

*~This is only a short poem but if you think about it you'll get it!!~*.....

It was Spring...
Away from everything...
I touch the old crumbly bark of the willow tree...
The grass was beautiful and fresh...
I hear the whispering softly,splashing...
Everything is free away from war and pain...

Hey i hope you like this i wrote it in my English class...and i know it ain't that great but hey oh well...and yeah...please comment he he cheers!!! Renee