Nature Reminds Me Of…
By Anganiesha
Love reminds me of a tree blowing In open winds with colorless Leaves disguising its true Meaning of happiness. It also reminds me of a summer Breeze gently moving the hair Across my face, seeing is believing The wonders of life Roses are beautiful like the first Day we were born Into the scared world of loneliness That we will never fully understand Watching the clouds move unevenly brings tears to my eyes because It makes me think about that Everybody has to die. Written October 15th, 2001 © on Oct 15 2001 06:37 AM PST 10 • 0
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"Love reminds me of a tree blowing..."