Poems from KassGofcs@gmail.com
There once was a girl who only did chores.
She never visted the mall with its stores.
She cleaned and she sang, and talked to strange mice...
She takes in shallow breaths-- counting beats.
Each time she holds back tears or refrain from anger she cherishes the feats.
These days...
Full of ups and downs,
Time all the details drowns.
Not one moment left unfelt,
Some my heart did melt.
For friends come and go like...
I sing music.
It is the greatest thing to do
When a wee bit blue.
Listening to music too
Is a good way to calm yourself
In the midst...
I am desperately swimming out of the black and into color,
Wondering whatever happened to her?
We were running, running from every care...