Written As Poems

Sweet as flowers that smell so nice.
Fresh as air that fills the sky.
Drifting as a leaf set free.
It’s all so beautiful to me.
Painted as a scenery of flight.
Colored as though there’s so much light.
Closing as the setting sun.
The poems are written. The book is done.

1-26-2019 Saturday
Written by Gail Brookshire