Sooth me lull me
in stillness...

standing near a precipice
too wide, too deep...

as winds whisper secrets to thirsty pines
branches sway excitedly from side to side...

With tears I cry but mainly smile
to those around me for a while...

It’s December. The weather is cold.
Sometimes is hot. We live in Texas...

the tragedy, the love, the tragedy!
This will be found in the following story...

I, a flower in a garden,
is wilting with time...

I never loved you like I love you today
but I did loved you when I first told you I loved...

a teen with tiny feet
has been so meany mean...

I wanna be a cloud in a desert
so that when I become mad...

Today, I read a forum in Reddit
about a guy who kindly asked for help...

When writing this prompt, I want to have
as much fun as I used to have whenever it rained...