her little finger
pointed out the
green dragons
to me that
hovered above
our heads.
they waved their large
wings,
scales glittering
in the sunlight..
strangely no fire
breathed from their nostrils.
-trees.
poetry inspired
by little olive english, age 2
2 comments:
Perfect. Makes you feel like a kid as you read it.
i am glad you like it. Olive literally said these words to me as we were walking, she said "look at the dragons mom!" i thought that was very poetic.
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