Sunday, July 11, 2010

Poem #187

I think it's about time for another acrostic :)

SOLITUDE
Sitting quietly by myself,
Only me, with lots of time to rest.
Listening to the wind rustling the trees.
I watch the street through my window.
The silence is very nice after the stress of the week.
Under a tree, I watch the animals run,
Delicious smells of flowers waft through my window.
Every moment is full of,
SOLITUDE

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