Sunlight whispers in the air
"Hello life, hello there"
sunlight tip-toes right on through
"Hello creature, what are you?"
snow creeps in and covers day
sunlight left and dusk is gray
ice on roads concealed by snow
and there is nowhere to go
sunlight whispers in the air
"Hello people, stop to stare"
YOU ARE READING
speed bump
PoesieI write my poems when I'm bored, Because I can't say what I feel without being forward, I read all night, And sleep all day, Just to keep you all away, I'm sick and tired, Of being w...