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Makenna’s Poetry BookLoading...
A book of poetryLoading...
By the one and only MakennaTable of Contents
1. About Me
2. The World Is Like the Four Seasons of The Year
3. Horseback Riding Is My Worldview
4. Haiku Poems
5. The Shining Waters
6. The Burning Flames
7. Soggy Socks
8. Jumping Past The Butterflies
9. If Worldview Were A Human
10. ME
2. The World Is Like the Four Seasons of The Year
3. Horseback Riding Is My Worldview
4. Haiku Poems
5. The Shining Waters
6. The Burning Flames
7. Soggy Socks
8. Jumping Past The Butterflies
9. If Worldview Were A Human
10. ME
The world is like the four seasons of a year
The world is like the four seasons of a year.
Being with loved ones is like the warm rays of a new spring day.
Being anxious of the unknown is like swimming in the ocean and not knowing what’s beneath.
Kindness is like a rainbow after a rainy
Friends helping friends is like catching snowflakes.
Being with loved ones is like the warm rays of a new spring day.
Being anxious of the unknown is like swimming in the ocean and not knowing what’s beneath.
Kindness is like a rainbow after a rainy
Friends helping friends is like catching snowflakes.
The wind blowing is like the sound of music.
The feeling of being accomplished is like a warm cup of hot chocolate.
Growing everyday as flowers bloom.
As we persevere and challenge new goals.
Forever changing as the days go by.
The feeling of being accomplished is like a warm cup of hot chocolate.
Growing everyday as flowers bloom.
As we persevere and challenge new goals.
Forever changing as the days go by.
Horseback Riding Is My Worldview
Horseback riding is my worldview,
The horses being my friends,
The jumps being what I overcome everyday,
The falls showing that I can get back up again,
My instructors being my inspiration,
The boots being what keeps me going,
The people around me being my voice
that point me to the right direction,
The horses being my friends,
The jumps being what I overcome everyday,
The falls showing that I can get back up again,
My instructors being my inspiration,
The boots being what keeps me going,
The people around me being my voice
that point me to the right direction,
Haiku Poems
There’s colourful leaves
They blossom and bloom all day
Then they fall and die
They blossom and bloom all day
Then they fall and die
Foot steps in the sand
As the tide goes in and out
Suddenly all gone
As the tide goes in and out
Suddenly all gone
Sitting and reading
As the sun shines on my face
Then a bug bites me
As the sun shines on my face
Then a bug bites me