Sunday, May 6, 2007

Up




Here is my poem , it's called Up.

A girl lays on the ground,
Frozen in time,
She is engulfed in a sea of soft, green grass,
Cool underneath,
Yellow,
Bright flowers stick out their heads with the smell of summer,
Hot wind blows across the field,
The flowers brush against her arms,
A pink T-shirt and jean shorts,
Dirty from the ground upon which she lays,
Summer is passing by,
Vacation, vacation,
Up little girl,
Stand up and play.

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