The Youth Rally

by Apie   Oct 30, 2006


Her majesty the sun,
Everyone must bow,
Finches, Swallows trill,
As the flies regroup and form.

An endless summer we will receive,
Swift winds dance with leaves,
As morning gives in to shadows.

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  • 18 years ago

    by missblueyes

    Hmmmm....interesting..im not exactly sure what this means but some poems are meant to be hard to understand. very original...:)