Moss Poem by smol mad rad cat

Moss



A spot of green
Amidst the gray
Its home is dead
But it’s here to stay

Curling ferns
And graceful trees
Too small to be bothered
By that cold breeze

It is an island
A tiny city
But it will grow
And spread - don’t pity


(2/14/2014)

Tuesday, May 13, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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