Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
My friends don't like you,
But i do.
Your brown eyes.
Your brown hair,
Softer than the air.
The bright look,
Described as in a book.
This poem wasn't fictional,
But it was original...
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryHey this is my love life for this year, in the form of some poems. I hope you like and understand them, cause my grammar isn't so good.
