Below is the poem entitled The Present which was written by poet
Waringa. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Gazing out of the window, among the few willows,
Wondering mind, eyes looking yonder,
A cat mews, a cow mows,
The sheep bleat and to the present i bounce.
Exploring the wonders of the Great Reef,
The most exotic flower i was about to sniff,
When i found myself at the cliff
Wondering at the wonderful sea.
The bang of the door bringing me back to the present,
Bang! back to my current predicament
Upon the table lay the basket
And inside was a well wrapped present.