Free verse poem.
|I lay in the grass|
the dew feels wet against my skin
I look at the sky and let my imagination take control.
the wind blows as I stare at the clouds
that ones a bird that ones a cat.
My imagination runs free through the field,
as i stare at the baby blue sky.
the baby blue morphs into a nice coral
as the sun sets the moon rises
and the night begins.