Poems from Megan1996
Mentors are wise beyond their years.
They teach, yet their job isn't done.
Elders, with their wrinkled skin ask, "What did you learn...
We all know the story of Red Riding Hood.
How she was to go in the deep in the woods,
To deliver a basket of goodies to her grandmother.
A...
I have learned the art of compassion.
“But how is this so?”
The common question of many fellows.
Well I learned like this:
Through the...
When I think of the word Me, I think of myself of course. When people say that word I know they're also talking about themselves. What a...
My name, just a title of what I am. The letter I is a way to label myself. My name and I are just a couple things to call myself. Myself...