A random poem. My thoughts started to rhyme and this is what was born.
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Hope is like a bird.
More or less so,
Flying free through the sky,
A blue bird or a crow.
Love is like a flower,
Free in spring bloom.
Blossoming in color,
With an intoxicating perfume.
Confusion is like a storm,
Terrible and strange,
Yet the end does soon come,
A terrifically nice change.
Madness is like a tornado,
Causing destruction in the run,
Even once the madness is gone,
The devastation cannot be undone.
Happiness is like sunshine,
Bright is the morning sky.
The sun watches over the world,
But disappears in the blink of an eye.
Sadness is like darkness,
Halting the life on this world.
It leaves this place in disarray,
Into confusion it is whirled.
Emotions tie together,
With different parts of this Earth
We each have a way to look at it all,
With anger or with mirth.
How you see the Earth,
It is all up to you,
From being tame to wild,
It all stands true.
For our world is many things,
From the good to the bad,
Each one thing makes it special,
Something unusual and grand.
An amazing piece of land,
Gift wrapped in lace,
Handed down to us,
By his amazing grace.
It is now our responsibility,
To keep it nice and in shape,
This world is so precious, a gift, a grace,
Something so amazing, it could never be replaced.
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