Precious Hours Poem by Maya Took

Precious Hours

Rating: 5.0


Sitting at night
Awaiting the dawn
The sky is black bright
Green is the lawn

I sit with myself
So quiet and still
Some whispering clouds
Over whispering hills

Just sitting there
and give a stare
Into the wilderness
An empty full deep glare

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Maya Took 21 July 2013

Thank you Dave for your nice comment :)

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Dave Walker 20 July 2013

A great poem. Sometimes it can be good to just sit and look around at what nature has to offer.

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