Come Again

As the sun glows the clouds come
And as the night comes the stars shine bright
Now my work is done.
It is done for the night.
As I near the sky my eyes squint
And as the night comes
My eyes tint.
As the winter comes the flower runs
And as summer comes the flowers bloom
The flowers make a gorgeous quilt
On mother nature’s loom
Lest again they wilt.
My heart THUNDERS
As I look at the beautiful world in wonder.


Gorzycki Middle School

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