A poem is alive
like any being...

Winter bares a tree
of leaves while Summer dawns to...

Virginic beauty
of a captivating thick pool of coolness...

Sometimes words lose their charm
when emotions swirl around the soul...

Expectations are like a bubble,
A delight to the eye...

Young minds possess wings
of imagination to...

An illuminating sun basks in the glory of a virgin...
and the birds flight...

I know this sand artist,
who speaks beautiful stories...

If I could write a letter to me
I would send words of praise...

An old class photo
picturing innocent smiles...

Love lingers in
the hearts of...

How to describe this story to be,
How to describe life...