This is the first poem I have posted written by my son, Luke, who is 12. He wrote it today and Mom thinks it's pretty darn wonderful... :) Thanks for your encouragement! Dawn
Trees swaying in the wind
Whispering a silent, reverent hymn
Praising that which lets them grow
And giving thanks to ground below
As I wander through the trees
Lost in silent reverie
Wandering by,
Wondering why
Why the trees reach up to the sky
Why the birds have wings to fly
Why the world is not a better place
Why down the road troubles await
Of some far, dark, distant fate
To proclaim that which cannot be told
The theme of tales, dusty and old
Of heroism, courage, and the strength to be bold
Why in our palms weapons we hold
To defend the weak and young and old
And all that stands for well and good
All that should be understood
Will stand and wait for the key
That will unlock this mystery
Found along a distant path
A key that will unlock and unfold
The mystery of the heart and soul
Wondering at the forest to behold
Why mysteries hide answers yet untold
Copyright, Luke Richerson
Allen
PS. Thanks
Keep up the wonderful work
some people say that my best poetry was written when i was just a kid
wonderful work
thanks for sharing
12, eh? Are you sure he's not a sage inside that childlike body? WOW, this is an awesome write...thank you for sharing/writing! I look forward to more of Luke's writings! You must be a proud Mama, Dawn, I can see why! BRAVA/BRAVO!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
poem!
Reindeer
You can be proud MOM!!
Love Tinka
You wrote your butt off here!!!!
This is outrageous! It's exceptional beauty expressed beautifully!!!
love this one!
peace and healthy creativity',
Rich Criso Suarze
etw
Again, WELL DONE !!
Joni
AT ANY AGE.. this is so smooth, the rhyme flows easily, the topic is absorbing & the insight that is shown is ageless.
TX