A Sloth
Saddness is a sloth
Moping around all day
Moving slowly through the trees
Sticking to whatever they see
Sadness is soundless
It does not speak
Scared and shy
No feeling at all
No colors reflect
Plain and boring
Copyright © Erin Martin | Year Posted 2010
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