Zach Johnson Poems

Zach Johnson Poems

110 Years Passed
2The Sky Is Falling?

Best Poem of Zach Johnson

10 Years Passed
I still think of your beautiful green eyes.
You were a vision of instilled warmth and strength.
I heard the epitome of your love; even through your deepest sighs.
Where ever you were, your tablet of tales were not far astray.
Your crucifix was a catalyst of your undying faith, and the hardships that you endured.
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The Sky Is Falling?
The sky finds itself in a quite a bind.
It flickers, flashes, cracks, and moans.
Upset and ruthless, it strikes the mind.
Over a morbid mausoleum of bones.

The sky then finds itself in ignorant bliss.
The benevolent white clouds befriend it.
The soaring sun gives to the sky it's warm, radiant kiss.
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