"Why must the world keep changing so?",
She wondered soft and low.
"Why has everyone gone?",
She asked when the changing was done.
She could not grasp why things changed,
And why her world was so abruptly rearranged.
So when she tried to understand the things she had not know,
She wondered, "Why am I alone?"
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Coffee Shop Poetry
Poetry"If a poem hasn't ripped apart your soul: you haven't experienced poetry." -Edger Allan Poe
