An escape I want to go on a far trip and Watch the view along the way Watching the scenery change As I travel each day To see the many creatures And the beautiful trees All of the lovely flowers That attract so many bees I want to view the horizon From somewhere new A different sunrise and A different sunset too Where the skies are blue The fields green with grass Mountains in the distance and Streams and rivers run past Dreaming of this peaceful Place to spend my days And get away from The constant everyday craze ©Schizology

Schizology

An old phone I used an old phone To write this poem As I'm sitting here After it will be shown Yellow is the screen colour The letters are black Lines across like paper I type while sitting in the back This phone was given to me By a friend who is nice My other phone has issues But I got it for a good price I thought I would try it And see what I write Not much of a poem, but Everyone's poems are alright I wrote this a few years ago ©Schizology

Schizology

An escape I want to go on a far trip and Watch the view along the way Watching the scenery change As I travel each day To see the many creatures And the beautiful trees All of the lovely flowers That attract so many bees I want to view the horizon From somewhere new A different sunrise and A different sunset too Where the skies are blue The fields green with grass Mountains in the distance and Streams and rivers run past Dreaming of this peaceful Place to spend my days And get away from The constant everyday craze ©Schizology

Schizology

An old phone I used an old phone To write this poem As I'm sitting here After it will be shown Yellow is the screen colour The letters are black Lines across like paper I type while sitting in the back This phone was given to me By a friend who is nice My other phone has issues But I got it for a good price I thought I would try it And see what I write Not much of a poem, but Everyone's poems are alright I wrote this a few years ago ©Schizology

Schizology