march 10th
its a rainy day vibe as i look up at the sky i see the big gray clouds coming down. wow.
they roar and they cry i cant help but realize that the big bad guys arent around. now
the sun makes way. "Everybody can play!" the little ones start to make some sound. how
the plants bright green i feel it underneath my feet theres not anything like this around. town
the joy and glee that i see surounding me. "I love march 10th". Imma keep this on repeat.
This poem is about:
Our world