Peace
Peace is the sun rising in the morn with hues the eyes relook and stress the sun is while its armour is worn. Peace is me being wrapped up in swaddling clothes in my cozy cot inside the twilight moon away from wild critters here. Peace is ease with pain removed and even more easeful it is to flatline. This poem tells what peace is by stating examples. Peace is regarded as the sun rising in the morning with colours we love and we have to look again. Sure, peace is what we all want to keep enjoying. Stress is the sun when its armour is worn means that it becomes the opposite o...