Poems from Kayla013
Dear Death, why do you take those that were loved dearly?
Why must you rip family members away with the slowing of a heartbeat?
Those that...
The breeze flutters the inked pages softly,
A reader’s gaze follows every a word.
Nose stuck in a book, in hand a coffee,
Far off...
Spring showers bring an abundance of flowers,
And frogs croak fairly freely.
Warm days with sun-kissed rays and long hours,
Oh how I love...
The black device in my hands,
Clicks and shutters with each snap.
It sees the world for what it truly is,
A still of beauty entrapped...
Her gleaming coat is as golden as the sun,
Her mane is coarse hay.
She nickers softly, the day has begun,
And she begins to play keep...