Green,
Bright,
Glowing.
Until tomorrow.
Vibrant colors,
swaying in the wind,
like water in the ocean.
Until tomorrow.
Tomorrow,
when death comes,
and sweeps everything beautiful away.
Like a broom.
Tomorrow,
when fires burn,
and nature is gone.
Until next time,
when all is restored.
Until next time.
A contest entry
- Simple and suitable for many poets. by Crazychook.
600 points, ended September 24, 2008, 11 entries
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