Life is a circle of birth, life, and death
We are like grass
We grow old, wilt, and eventually pass away
We are of a flower, both beautiful inside and outside
We begin to bloom
We end in time
YOU ARE READING
~ Poems ~
PoesíaIn this book, you will find multiple poems written in english (thanks captain obvious). Why do I write in english ? Because I want to improve my english, and because this language works perfectly with poetry in my view. Anyways, I hope you'll enjoy...
