Poems from Shaynah Woody
What is my miracle?
If the stories prove true
Should I then have one?
Because all that are born
Are born with their own
Of course I...
There is a song for you
Although i do not know it's name
Ever so lovely
And ever so sweet
In it's rhythm
It is a slow;soft tune
That I...
Me, myself, and I
Friends throughout the times
Through smiles, tears, and heartbreak
A friendship of the lonliest kind
How we long for...
If I could color myself a picture
Of the most perfect kind
I would start with a box of crayola crayons
And some turpentine
I would wax...
Say it ain't so
All the things that I know
About what it is to have loved
And have lost
All the thoughts in my head
Its not me but...