Saturday, January 1, 2022

 poem of the day January 1 The atmosphere

The atmosphere
New Year round
was misty cloudy
most profound
It looked a lot  like
smokey smiles
hard to see
but lasts a while
Then the rain
began to fall
big ball dropped
2021 was no more
Posted by at

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)