Signs Poem by Rida MMalik

Signs



The wind that blows
The water that flows
The moon that glows
& sea with floes
The birds that fly
Babies that cry
Sixth sense that pry
& every sight of the eye
These mountains which stand
Grains of sand
Tress that expand
& give us a land
Sun that rise
Humans' demise
Shifting colors of skies
Are all signs for the wise

Wednesday, July 22, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: sightseeing
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