by the love of another fills my soul Mar 4, 2006
category :
Nature, environment /
nature
When I see the sunset, the colors blended together,it's as if they're being painted by the slightest touch of a painters hand.I can see much more than just a bunch of colors. It's like a world opening up.A world of beauty and wonder.Where no one worries, and where mystical creatures walk around.Where fairies are born from flowers and unicorns dance in the moonlight.The colors,swirls of imagination,I like to call them.Something so unique.Each night a new canvas is painted,wach oen different than the one before it.But as the sunset fades,and stars come alive within the moonlit sky,a new canvas is born.Until once again, the morning and afternoon sun shall once again bring the colors into the sky. |
Very good. |
by dorothy
No its not about me im talking about lonly people great poams |
by donna
I love watching the sunset,I don't do it enough! maybe cos we don't get much sun in England lol.. great poem.. thanks for your comment on my poem too xx |
by Macy
I really enjoyed this one! keep it up cuz your a really talneted writer!!! |
by Just Me
Hey nice poem! Lol nice we are very similar! lol! Friends who love pickels and animal names lol! who woulda guessed! ROFL!!!! |