Shadows have fallen,
And the sun has shut her eyes...
Cold chills spread like a disease,
But I remain immune.
As I watch the trees,
Shedding away thier leaves,
I know that nothing in this world
Can steal away my smiles.
I cast out the pain
I've burried deep in my soul,
And now I am a teacher,
Explaining with exaggerated care,
How this river flows.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Beautiful write. I liked the descriptions in this piece. It made me think of life and how things change like the seasons and of how as we get older, we can help other people learn something about life. Keep writing.
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