The Glass Of The World Poem by Sharron Stephenson

The Glass Of The World

Rating: 5.0


to c the smoke,
to feel the smoke,
is like a fire,
that burns,
deep inside,
when the heart,
is broken,

to c the fields of green,
is to touch the medows,
is a springtime lamb,

to c the world,
through rose tinted glasses,
to to block the sun,
to watch the world,
go round,
is to love all,
and each other,

to c nature,
to love nature,
to see a plant,
grow from bud to bloom,
can be a great lifetime,
of colour

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Yoseph Lupu 25 August 2011

Your 'c' is a 'C' as you SEE it!

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