Kettle, Pond, Lake
Kettle, Pond, Lake
The kettle is boiling,
It’s cold outside,
Making myself warm,
By drinking some tea.
I look through the window,
I see the ducks,
They swim in the pond,
Aren’t they cold?
I decided to go out for a walk,
Discovering wonderful nature,
I sit beside the lake,
Thinking of all the wonderful things the world has done.
Copyright © Rachel Abel | Year Posted 2018
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment