I stair out the window sometime
if I was in the city i could of seen a mine
and Even sometimes I hear a chime
like penny’s and dimes
i stair out the window at noon
and I would also listen to a toon
wall watching a balloon
and maybe just maybe you could call it a afternoon
I stair out the window up on the second floor
looking to explore
oh wait look over there it is a store
And I do not want to look out my window anymore
I am not here to write a poem today. i am just here to wish you all a great summer and a amazing day! Hope you all enjoyed my poetry. have a nice summer, Blake
You might feel sad but not all of it is bad you can feel glad Looking at the bright side, It Makes you want to feel some pride please go and find the brights side because if you have no bright side yo
when the sky is blue and the sun shines like clear glue we all know what to do! we will look at the summer like an adventure always warm with no burrs now let’s start our adventures!