Summer

Thu, 04/08/2021 - 14:30 -- neveah

When the sun shines over the mountain,

And the sunset is the most beautiful,

And  when ships are sinking,

Under the night sky,

When the clouds cover the moon,

Then the street performers perform,

“Chi TI chi"

A silent bird chirps, 

While the lake washes up shore.

When the bullfrogs croak,

And the shadows fall deeply,

 

And when the water riffles,

Under the pressure of the wind,

When the night sky appears,

Then the street performers perform,

“ chi Ti chi”

A silent bird chirps,

While the lake washes up shore.

 

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neveah

I am so glad i found this website and hope to use it often. I hope you all like my poem.

neveah

I am trying to post my poem and it keeps saying a If you want to contact me contacy my email  Murd9923@arabcityschools.org 

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