I float through the still morning air.
Light catches my pale skin as I make my slow descent to the cold ground.
A gust of wind carries me through fields and cities.
I have traveled all over the world to find a place suitable for me.
Children make wishes when they catch me. they hold my delicate frills in their small warm hands hoping for their wish to come true.
Guess what the thing is!!
YOU ARE READING
My insanity
PoetryThis is my first poetry book. I'll update when I please, and it will be good. I have a very "colorful" vocabulary so don't flip out or anything. this book will express my take on the world and how I feel.
