2011 the end of the year
for in 20 minutes the end is near
What happened to 2011?
I can answer that, you see
It's New Years Eve
2012 has arrived
The clock is ticking
tick, tock, tick
My eyes are drooping
fast asleep
I wake up
just in time for
2012 is knocking on my door
It's coming you see
She is coming you see
She's at my door
Knock, knock, knock, knock
Who is there?
2012 answers
2012 is here.
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Monday, January 28, 2013
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Saturday, January 26, 2013
Umbrella
It's raining.
I'm alone only with you
I slip, I fall
You protect me from the rain
But not from my pain
I'm alone only with you
I slip, I fall
You protect me from the rain
But not from my pain
Friday, January 25, 2013
Thunder
People like you and I don't know why
I don' like you
and I'll tell you why;
Your sound is so threatening
Your booming sound with your partner
light-en-ing
Nothing's silent when you're around.
I don' like you
and I'll tell you why;
Your sound is so threatening
Your booming sound with your partner
light-en-ing
Nothing's silent when you're around.
The room is quiet when you're gone
But then rain comes and you tag along
with your partner lightning
You start to boom and make me scared
From what I know that quiet room
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Zigzag lines
And sometimes you even hide in some pines
I know what you look like
but not from up close
Because when I try to
You hop away at most.
Friday, January 4, 2013
Turkey
When you're cold and wet
You crouch up skinny
all feathers tucked in.
When it's warm and sunny
You stand tall, proud, all feathers out.
When someone calls you
You puff up tall and walk stiffly
But, in the end
Your feathers always show through
and that's what I like
You crouch up skinny
all feathers tucked in.
When it's warm and sunny
You stand tall, proud, all feathers out.
When someone calls you
You puff up tall and walk stiffly
But, in the end
Your feathers always show through
and that's what I like
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
Untitled
Poems are great
Poems are nice
Poems are poems
They can take you to another world
Or just to your mind
Poems are nice
Poems are poems
They can take you to another world
Or just to your mind
Rain
It comes down
like snowflakes
but melted
Sometimes hard and others soft
I like to play in the puddles you make
the rivers
the lakes
And even though it is sometimes concealed by gloom
the happiness you
make me
like snowflakes
but melted
Sometimes hard and others soft
I like to play in the puddles you make
the rivers
the lakes
And even though it is sometimes concealed by gloom
the happiness you
make me
Egg
You are so delicate
One fall
you break, you die
Once you hatch a new
life is made, another one to
share our glorious world with.
A robin, cheep-chirp
a tadpole
a turtle
or...
A crocodile
snap!
One fall
you break, you die
Once you hatch a new
life is made, another one to
share our glorious world with.
A robin, cheep-chirp
a tadpole
a turtle
or...
A crocodile
snap!
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