Do you like poetry?
November 28, 2006 12:36am CST
In the monrning i walk among the trees in the forest. The sky is blue but the trees are green. The sun is shine but the ground is wet. A bird on a tree asks who is the stranger,but i keep silent and smile. A yellow leaf falls on my head moving down my feet slow gentle. All is coloured in the forest but in harmony. I wish the forest my home but im stranger