Poems from Courtney123
The most precious kids are here,
Everyone can tell,
By the sparkle in their eyes,
That their only prize,
Is the beauty of life.
They will...
Whistling through the air,
Is something familiar, musical,
The sweet scent of jasmine wafting over,
I almost feel as if I have a four-leaf...
I was walking in glorious light,
Glorious light, gold, painted bright,
That was what mattered,
As long as things weren’t stained, weren’t...