Something came to my mind and I wanted to share it. : ] Clear day It's a clear day when it's warm and windy. Not a gray cloud in sight. Blue sky, white clouds a perfect thing to watch. Relaxing on the grass with no sound. Feeling the wind blow through your hair, was a bliss. When the sun comes out, it shines on us. Proving that everythings fine, for the day. When the birds chirp, it's music. Surroundings become music. While children play, their hearts beat. Adults watch and enjoy the day. Trees cover us up to shade. When we're tired we will rest. And remember the clear day we seen. And oath; thou shall not forget Now that I'm looking at this poem, it sounded kinda cheesy...yet it was fun to type.
