By fetchydog567
Changing Seasons:
Skiing on a sled.
Through you dash.
A little tight feeling.
You suddenly crash.
While you are outside.
It gets a little warm.
Finally its spring.
Flowers sprout and sing.
Offline
I beleive this would fit more in Making and Creating.
Offline
My artistic interpretation(100% sarcastic and not to be taken seriously, guys):
Somebody skis down a large hill on a sled, crashes, and goes comatose for the rest of the winter. When they wake up, it is spring. They begin to ponder the meaning of life, only to realize that they are in fact on hallucinogenic drugs because the flowers outside are singing
sarcasm aside actually i liked it
it has like a certain i dunno
I like it!
Offline