Sometimes I'm still that little girl
Drawing stick figures on the wooden wall
Curling to myself for warmth
As a shuttering breeze blows by
I name the first figure mommy
The second daddy
And draw a little pet dog
Beside the one labeled "me"
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Allusions of Life // Poetry
PuisiThe simplest way to convey something is through beautiful, simple words. They portray the most complex, and the most layered issues. Whether it's the daydreams I fantasize, or the issues of the world, I will write about it. This is my poetry. This i...
