With Me Tranquility Poem by Kaitlyn Forsythe

With Me Tranquility



Climbing rocks, and storming trees;
the wind blows through my hair.
Above the hateful ocean waves,
I climbed the rocky stair.
Forests glow with sunny rays;
I kiss the golden light.
Oh how long, how far I've come -
to reach the highest sight!

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Kaitlyn Forsythe

Kaitlyn Forsythe

Raleigh, North Carolina
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