What you are to me
You are the flower that blooms in the
mid of May
You are the sunrise that starts a new
day
You are the chimes of the wind
That counts as a remind
Of times when all was alined
You are the wise old tree
That gives advice to falling leaves
You are the rain
That washes away the Pain
You are the forest
That sings a corase
You are the breeze in Autumn
And trust me, you won't be forgotten
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What did you guys think about this one? ... It seems like there needs to be more in the last verse or second to last verse but I'm not sure. What do you think?
I also wasn't sure what to call this poem so if you have any ideas let me know (: thanks!
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