When I go outside

Another poem by my friend, Rebecca.

When I go outside I smell the clean pretty grass.

 

When I go outside I feel the wind in my hair.

 

When I go outside I can smell nature.

 

When I go outside I feel the bright sun light in my face.

 

When I go outside I smell the flowers.

 

When I step out that door I step into nature

Author's Note

Another poem by my dearest poet friend, Rebecca.

I have permission to post this by Rebecca.

Reviews

[Amila Jay]

Nicely written:)

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

Nice poem.
Really shows appreciation for the beautiful parts of nature.

[A Soapy Mess Stories]

A beautiful poem by your friend....

[*~*Butterfly Kisses*~*]

Simple and delicate. Loved it.

[Brandi Nicole]

simple in an innocent and sweet way. tell her to keep it up :)

[Calypso]

I love that feeling.

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Very warming, clean and fresh feelings i get when I read this. Great :)

[Dove]

I love this imagery. Great piece. Keep up the beautiful work.

[KAREN]

Great imagery! Nicely done!

[Life Is like Trust...It..]

Well this is very simple. Easily worded. Easy to understand. Girl/Boy you have the hand of a true poet