Sitting on my porch,
I listen to the sounds.
Cars zooming down the street,
Children jumping rope..I hear the taps
made on the ground.
I hear little children talking,
arguing about what to play.
I hear a little girl.
Standing up..telling her friends that everyone has a say.
I laugh
I smile
I think
I wonder.
I see trees
and flowers.
I see green grass
and the clouds that bring May showers.
I see the present
not the future nor past.
I see smiles
yet never knowing how long they might last.
I laugh
I smile
I think
I wonder.
I feel the breeze
against my bare skin.
I feel the pain
of my scraped shin.
I feel the sun
burning my face
I feel curiosity
of wanting to know when I’ll find my place.
I laugh
I smile
I think
I wonder.
copyrighted JENNAY 5.8.07
*It started how i wanted..but i might add a little more. i have that problem when writing..starting good but ending not so great.*
