We change and grow,
And eventually,
We learn how to develop beyond this mold.
We think and see
Things beyond trees,
We realize the capacity of fear
Beyond the thought of a sting from a nimble bumble bee.
We see the stars and try to reach
The sparkling light,
Because we were not yet told to
Keep our minds on earth.
We dream all day,
Instead of only asleep at night
And our dream they rival
The sun,
Because they too,
Can never grow to bright.
L.O.M
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Poetry By Me
PoetrySome poems I wrote,they are kinda wild and all over the place but they are unique and mine so please enjoy! Yours truly, L.O.M
