My Poetry

=This page is where I will share my inner poet.=
Does the wind Blow?
Does the wind blow?
Or do we just blow?
Do the birds sing?
Or is it us that sing?
Does God force us to do what’s right?
Or do we just do it?
-Jack Cahillane
Green and Blue Earth
Green trees,
Blue skies,
Everything adds up in my eyes,
Green grass,
Blue sea,
Stretches as far as I see
-Jack Cahillane