Poems from color-me-wordy
Have you ever heard those birds in the morning?
Early, when the sun is rising and they are clearly up way to soon,
And you wish you had...
In this day and age
Things all seem like they're going to crap.
Fires and poverty and war and death.
Hell on earth and pain come to life,...
When I was eight you called me your flower.
I fell in love right then.
Be careful what you tell children
Because they tend not to forget....
As an adult I respect you,
As a person, not so much.
Not because of the way you dress,
Or because of the low grade you gave me
On the essay...
It is a flower's dream
To be picked and given away.
Be it to...
A fair maiden,
A child who still believes in princes and fairytales,
A...