two idiots
left the house one windy day
and decided to carve out the forest
on the first adventure of many
these scraped knees thorny vines
these scratchy laughs and fleeting moments
are apart of their youth
...
I've been gone awhile, but there was a lack of motivation and hopefully these small poems will take me in the right direction :)
YOU ARE READING
Wonder
Poetrya book of poetry from a person who doesn't know how to write poetry. cover by @WORLDCRY
