Bethany
01-09-2009, 02:08 AM
I really dont care for this poem, but I felt like giving an example of why I dont do rhyme and flow. This poem is a few year olds actually, I wrote it about a certain boy who was in my life at the time. Try not to be too hard on it... i hate rhyming D:<
The weeping willow sways so light
as we stand on the river bank tonight
something about this feels so right
I could stand here with you 'til daylight
But I know that morning will come soon
the crickets will stop singing their tune
and the sun will overcome the moon
we'll have to leave our love lagoon.
You say I am your first true love
that it was written in the heavens above
we fit together like hand and glove
hand in hand if push comes to shove
You lean in and kiss my cheek
the touch of your lips make my knees weak
love's first kiss, by a secret creek
so gentle, so soft, and oh so meek
I'll always need you, always care
my wall is down, my soul stripped bare.
so pull be close, into my eyes stare
your kisses are heaven, take me there.
The weeping willow sways so light
as we stand on the river bank tonight
something about this feels so right
I could stand here with you 'til daylight
But I know that morning will come soon
the crickets will stop singing their tune
and the sun will overcome the moon
we'll have to leave our love lagoon.
You say I am your first true love
that it was written in the heavens above
we fit together like hand and glove
hand in hand if push comes to shove
You lean in and kiss my cheek
the touch of your lips make my knees weak
love's first kiss, by a secret creek
so gentle, so soft, and oh so meek
I'll always need you, always care
my wall is down, my soul stripped bare.
so pull be close, into my eyes stare
your kisses are heaven, take me there.