#4

laziest poem

ROSES WHILT
BUILDERS BUILD
FORESTS GROW
WINDOWS SHOW
BIRDS THEY FLY
KIDS ASK WHY
PENCILS WRITE
PEOPLE FIGHT

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8 lines for the fall

it’s cold outside and in my rooms
it’s cold in here and in my dreams
the winter is about to be
while sitting here and drinking tea

four little steps to… wipe away the boredom
the birds are gone or have you heard’em ?
they’re back south for joining holiday
should we join them or just stay ?