The Earth is made of... response to a poem by Mithrandir
Sometimes it’s soft, sometimes it’s rough.
Whatever all that stuff may be,
It still is good enough to see.
It may be beautiful or not,
It may be cold, it may be hot.
The air we breathe, the food we eat,
The wood we burn that gives us heat.
The water from the clearest springs,
The earthly tombs of ancient kings,
The sky that is so high above
And other people that we love –
These are the things that make the Earth
Our place of life, of death or birth.
Whatever our Earth may hold,
We shouldn’t treasure only gold.
For love is strong; gold is a curse.
This is the ending to my verse…
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I have 3 poems on hold, ready to be made... i hope i will only get better, not worse...
But i still am a long way from your level =)
Шуйский 04.11.2004 20:49 Заявить о нарушении
Игорь Гусаров 04.11.2004 22:08 Заявить о нарушении
I hope to fulfill your expectations
Шуйский 04.11.2004 22:28 Заявить о нарушении