I suppose adding spaces is as close as I can get to indenting on this, but oh well. Where to begin... I can't say I have too many interesting things to say at this moment, as it is getting late again and I'm extremely tired after work, but eh. I suppose at the bottom of this post I shall put in a poem or something else I've written, since I made this blog because of two people I met on imvu. I know, I can't believe I actually downloaded the application either, let alone used it. It's become both entertaining and saddening in some aspects. I like meeting the few intelligent people on it, but others try to jump on you as soon as you pop into a room, it's rather unsettling in a way I suppose. You have to take the good with the bad though and just smile. I realize I'm rambling currently so I think I shall end this and possibly go to sleep.
Twin Lakes
The first rays of sunlight glimmered off the lake’s surface,
The loon’s call echoed throughout the still morning,
And a fish leapt into the air, leaving ripples in its wake.
Hummingbirds play in the nectar feeders on the porch,
While soft snores drift out to the porch from the bedrooms.
This is the scene I wake up to on the porch of the cabin.
Grandma flings open the blinds, and I huddle deeper into my blankets.
The cool summer air greets my sleepy face,
And I hear a woodpecker pecking at an oak trunk.
People begin to finally stir in the cabin behind me.
The smell of bacon and Grandpa’s French toast permeates the cabin.
It entices us to wake up and gather for a morning breakfast.
Couches folded back, sleeping bags rolled up,
The night has officially come to an end,
But the summer has just begun.
