Tired Poem by Nick Hilton

Tired

Rating: 4.5


The air is crisp,
The sky blue,
With wispy clouds,
Floating like lost sheep,
The grass is green,
And the sun,
Is shining down,
On the joy of spring,
Below,
However i care not,
For these,
All i want,
To,
Do,
Is,
Sleep

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