Dec 2012
The sky so blue.
Sun tinted by shades.
With nothing to do,
Just lounging the day.
The guitar strings;
Music gently flies .
Like the brisk of wind.
Sweet summer; July
The hammock sways
in blissful breeze.
A day of days,
a heavenly dream.
And where am I,
on such a lovely day?
I'm just chilling...
Like a chinchilla
Sun tinted by shades.
With nothing to do,
Just lounging the day.
The guitar strings;
Music gently flies .
Like the brisk of wind.
Sweet summer; July
The hammock sways
in blissful breeze.
A day of days,
a heavenly dream.
And where am I,
on such a lovely day?
I'm just chilling...
Like a chinchilla
An old poem I recently found. I think I was in HS at the time. Probably could have ended it after the 8th line
