Old and Green
I'll arrive early enough
but it's always tough
to notice you since fifteen
as you come old and green
no matter how hard I try every morning
you always wake me with loud warnings
don't know what this feeling means
when I see you come old and green
your windows down and arm out
through my rear view window I'll scout
I want to rid myself of the routine
watching you arrive old and green
This poem is about:
Me
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Gypsymooncat
5 years ago
I enjoyed this short poem, with the thing that I most enjoyed being the repetition of "old and green". I did notice a couple of things though:
"don't know what this feeling(s) means" - no need for the "s"
"veiw" should be spelled "view"
This is a very nicely written and endearing poem! Thanks for sharing xoxo