Sitting On Top Of The Roof
I See Our Beautiful World
Lakes, Rivers, and tall buildings,
Busy roads down below;
White mist on the horizon,
Blue skies and clouds floating
in all directions.
Birds flying high above singing their
morning song,
And in the silver lining,
The orange colour of a setting sun.
I gaze out in wonder;
Breathing in the peaceful world below,
On this rooftop, I see our beautiful world,
Though down below, a different story unfolds.
I want to sit here forever,
I want to let the chaos below disappear
into the never.
With the most profound sorrow,
I must climb down;
I must face the petrol fumes,
Busy traffic,
Crowded spaces,
And pollution that drowns our world.
I stand at the bottom of the building,
And in my memory forever,
I will always see the image of our beautiful world.
Isn't it a shame that the image of our world from above,
can't be the same image that we see from the ground?
About the Creator
Carol Townend
Fiction, Horror, Sex, Love, Mental Health, Children's fiction and more. You'll find many stories in my profile. I don't believe in sticking with one Niche! I write, but I also read a lot too.
Comments (1)
Beautiful. I love the peaceful imagery. You did a great job with this Carol.