I like writing and I like giving my poems to people...so hopefully if I start putting them on here and getting feedback, I can start wrinting better :D |
I sat down in the sunlight, of my dear heavenly...
I watched the leaves up in the trees sway as winds...
Every year the bunny comes
And leaves stuff for the little ones...
Close to death, by that time, i was.
Why? To most a hidden cause...