Breeze blow
Rivers flow
Don't we all know
Scars heal
A Slow Night
From where I stand
I see them
On the hill
But the time seems long
A Slow Night
The wind cold from winter
Leaves fall from trees
The kids laugh on that hill
I remember being a kid
A Slow Night
Young and innocent
But now I'm older
And like many say
Things are colder
A Slow Night
I was told get a job
Told to be an adult
Get mature
Be great
A Slow Night
From where I am
People make me older
But where you see me
Now I'm a kid
On a
☪Slow Night🌃
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This is a poem I mad during my ELA class and dude I think I did good thx for reading
The art is not mine
Poem is mine
YOU ARE READING
My Random Life
RandomI have a lot going through my head almost every day and when that happens I just like to get rid of it and not want to keep it in my head so here are all the things that I will post over what is in my head~thx💕
