A house. A green house upon a hill, hidden from downtown by tall bamboo Sprouts.…
The Sun
The Sun
by Javarrie Calhoun
I see the sun as a shining bright light
As happy as I can be
Running past my leaves
As I climb up my tree
It’s a wonderful smell that I feel
I hear peacefulness in my tree
I am all alone just me
I am loving this in my tree