Beaten pieces of grass (Did you think this would last?)

I am 17 years old, & captivated by almost every bit of life thus far. Though everything has a meaning good or bad, I tend to disect it through writing, photography, & art. Everything needs to be viewed on a different level, sometimes, and sometimes is everyday.

Beaten pieces of grass,
did you think this would last?
Beaten pieces of grass,
covered from winter, it was-
a bitter task.

Naked trees without a shield,
unsteady hands, can you finally feel?
Like you can take the wheel.
Naked trees without a shield,
you make me feel like I can-
take the wheel.

Words chilled in the morning air,
You’re stunning, you’re moving,
I feel like you could care.
Words chilled in the morning air,
you give me the feeling-
take me there.

Dizzy planets spinning worlds away,
we’ll all decompose someday.
Dizzy planets spinning worlds away,
You make me believe endlessly.

The clearest droplets,
falling delicately between
sturdy branches during-
the strongest storm,
take me home.
The clearest droplets,
falling
delicately
rolling off your lips

Sunrise, sunset
the colors remain the same,
unlike the ever changing seasons,
change is the only thing to blame.

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