life is like a tree
not to be free
just stand in one spot
to be seen not
to be able to see
the world not too move
just breathe and twirled like a patona in one spot
life is a tree
to look at the colors
and the rings that tell how old you are
and when you die you must be cut down
your just a tree
no one will care
its just a dream
2 comments:
this peom tells hoe i feel i about my life
Good use of similes and metaphors. You did not maintain the rhyming couplets rhyme pattern, though.
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