Benjamin Jansen

A World Of My Own

Quietly I sit in a world of my own,
Watching,
Thinking,
Feeling,
Ever so tall are the trees,
Ever so soft is the moss,
Ever changing is the river,
So long have these mountains stood,
Forever they will remain,
From night to day,
From winter to summer,
From a seed to a tree,
Ever changing is me.

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 10, 2012

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  • Jessie Jett (4/10/2012 9:44:00 PM)

    Yes, agree; this has great rhythm. Nice!

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  • The Devils GirlThe Devils Girl (4/10/2012 2:22:00 PM)

    This is really cool i like this one a lot too it has great rhythem to it

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