Hello, and Happy Tuesday!
I started my first year of high school yesterday, and I’ve been enjoying it!
Here’s a little poem I wrote, called “Goodbye, My Little Country.”
I have a tendency to write sad things. In fact, I rather enjoy making people doleful for the moment.
Goodbye, My Little Country
The wind, it whispered through the trees
And formed a rasping melody.
The water twinkled in the light,
And babbled softly her goodbye.
The trees, they rustled in the wind,
And told me of the story’s end.
The cattle prompted, soft and low,
They told me it was time to go.
How bitterly does time move forward.
I ached to stay – I begged, deplored.
Oh, couldn’t I stay here?
But no, the end was drawing near.
Rebelliously, I turned away,
As though by using force to stay
I’d save my home and gain my way.
But a whisper through the grasses
Gently prodded me to go.
They said, “Time forever passes,
And for no one will it slow.”
I turned to leave, a heavy sigh.
For in the end, I said goodbye.
With laden heart and head held high,
I left my little country.
That’s all for today, folks!
I hope your week is productive, pleasing, and practically perfect in every way.