Peace

Peace, wind in your face

Peace, blowing autumn leaves past you.

Peace, the sun creeping through the leaves and branches of the tall daring trees. 

Serenity is what I need.

 

Peace, laying on the cold ground.

Peace, watching the water droplets fall from leaves. 

Peace, yellow and brown colors I see. 

Serenity is what I crave.

 

This is the peace I desire in my life but I see what this world really is. 

A dark place waiting for the light to shine over it. 

I never felt peace but it was like I could grasp it in my hands. 

 

Peace. 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world
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