I wrote this poem 4 a bit of fun cause I was bored...
Woke up this morning...

Softly it starts
all on it's own...

Shall we dance, you and I
as the music flows...

I am alone and small,
Insignificant to them all...

Hey there. I know this isn't a normal poem as such...
If I stand...

I stood on the mountain top
In all my glory...

The war has been growing
For so many years...

On her own she twirls
throws her head back...

Grey skies, Grey clouds
No one seems to care...

I know what to write
but ever little idea...

Soft wind upon our faces
Restless, tossing and turning...

So many thoughts
running through my head...