Gig
04-13-2009, 05:39 AM
Poetry from the Dark Side of the Night
My private collection
The World Turns
By Gig
Spring comes blooming from the ground
Babies born their faces round
Seeds are planted in the mound
Day begins as dawn is found
Life moves on, the world turns around.
Summer grows the world turns green
Children walk their smiles seen
flowers open their colors glean
Noontime comes and the sun does sheen
Life moves on, the world turns around
Autumn comes, its called the fall
Adults go to work building the wall
Harvesttime looms the plants grow tall
Eventide arrives as the sun does crawl
Life moves on, the world turns around.
Winter brings the ice and snow
The elderly stoop and walk so slow
The ground is frozen as north winds blow
Nighttime stars o'er the horizon are low
Life stops, death rules, the world turns round.
My private collection
The World Turns
By Gig
Spring comes blooming from the ground
Babies born their faces round
Seeds are planted in the mound
Day begins as dawn is found
Life moves on, the world turns around.
Summer grows the world turns green
Children walk their smiles seen
flowers open their colors glean
Noontime comes and the sun does sheen
Life moves on, the world turns around
Autumn comes, its called the fall
Adults go to work building the wall
Harvesttime looms the plants grow tall
Eventide arrives as the sun does crawl
Life moves on, the world turns around.
Winter brings the ice and snow
The elderly stoop and walk so slow
The ground is frozen as north winds blow
Nighttime stars o'er the horizon are low
Life stops, death rules, the world turns round.