Hi, steemnians I just want to share with you a poem that I made last month. Hope you like it :) happy reading
Behind the grass hearing frogs croaking
It’s like they're saying & telling something
I tried to ignore anything about that something
But they still keep on croaking and croaking
That’s why I tried to be strong and face them
I search and search until I found them
When I see them they stop on croaking
And wow what a small beautiful frog I’m seeing
Realizing not all beautiful is beautiful all over
Sometimes you need to think over and over
To realize beautiful and good are not same matter
So, ignore what they say and pray is the answer
because peace it’s all that matter.