Today I’ll be showing you a poem I wrote a while ago.
I hope you like it!
run through the forests before the ground is paved,
run through the meadows before the flowers wilt,
run through the river before the current slows,
run before you can’t run anymore.
Thanks for reading this, I hope you liked it!
Now let’s look at one of my earlier poems,
“What do the animals think, of our cars zooming past on strange hard ground? Perhaps machines of destruction, sent to crush what stands in their path.” -Kylli Berg