White Milk Poem by Vera Sidhwa

White Milk



Milk White



I thought milk was wonderful,
To drink,
And to think,
About.


I saw milk in the sky,
In the white of the clouds,
In the sun white sky.
I would a lot of milk buy.


I drank a lot of milk.
It was as smooth as silk.
I looked up in the nighttime sky,
And there was the Milky Way.

Thursday, May 14, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: milk
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 14 May 2015

Nice piec eof work with the muse of milk and imagination.

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