Posted by shhs2012
People are all unique,
Each of us antique.
Not a one of us is the same, unlike anyone else
But that’s not how we see ourselves.
Some are dark while others are light.
We walk in the same sun,
It shines equally bright.
Some are tall others are short.
We all have different features
That we sport.
Some are thick, some are thin.
With each person it depends.
On our bodies, including our hands
Many different things you will see.
No head of hair is the same.
Curly, straight, brown or blond,
Too many to name.
Some have blue eyes, black, green, or brown.
Many differences can be found.
In our hearts we are the same
Each beating, living, breathing.
Posted on April 19, 2012, in Courtney Edge, Poetry. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:
You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change )
Connecting to %s
Notify me of new comments via email.
Be the first to see new posts by following SHHS Creative Writing.
Join 5 other followers
Blog at WordPress.com.