When was the last time I made a poem? Lol anyways.

I look up the sky and wonder,

What is happening over the yonder?

As the morning day falls, and the dark night takes over.

As the birds perch the trees, and take in a restful slumber.

Wondering as I lean over my window still,

To the place where the night sleeps and the day starts to fill.

To the place where the birds wake and sing their morning songs.

I wonder, oh I wonder, what's happening over there.

How a poet will ask how are you.

Oh well

Babyeee!!!

Wattpad: Publish Finished.