its....A Poem by Tenten
It’s twirling in rain drops Letting it cool you in summer heat Its midnight walks And 2AM words breathing life It’s that little escape of society confines It’s finding the right song after 30 stations Warm green teas on summer nights Fireflies and cricket orchestras Green bowls, Pringles, railroad tracks Most importantly its love Flowing to and fro Like ink pen ticks And Cinderella tocks
© 2008 TentenAuthor's Note
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