sat on the roof
looked upon the lawn
grass not as green
as the weeds
flowers that had dropped
from the trees
no flaws at all
Explore:
a poet's playground
More from the playground:
winter’s moon
a mystical
magical place
where dark
is the light
where bright
are merely shades of gray
where thoughts
run a course
where silence reigns
placing hope
above all else
having faith
imparts courage
even when the path
has no