Okay, so this poem was one i had to write for English class cause we had some poetry final project. I had to present this in front of the class, which is hard for me because i can barely talk to 1 person without being all shy and shit
This poem was based of the idea of a poem i head like 10000 years ago.

Peering Through My Looking Glass


Peering through my looking glass,
up here in outer space.
I'm looking at the earth below,
it's such a lovely place.

The oceans add the blue to it,
the forests add the green.
You'd have to be up here with me,
to see just what I mean.

The shooting stars they whisper to me,
and tell me what to say.
They tell me not to stop and studder,
when you come my way.

“Stand strong” says the moon as it shines at me,
and floats across the sky.
“Take notice to those little things',
like the twinkle in her eye.”

Looking that much closer now,
it all becomes quite clear.
All this beauty starts one place,
and spreads to all things ne