A Poem: Outside

 The grass is green

The sky is blue

My senses are keen

While I enjoy the view

The oak tree I'm on

Is kind of tall

It helps me look up

All things from afar

The trees' leaves and clouds

Always sway

While the ground stays bound

And fallen leaves blow away

The grass is fresh

With a lovely dew

The rainbow is meshed

But still a nice hue

Nature is lovely-

really nice

opposite of ugly

For me, the smallest parts would suffice

     by Jazmine