Poems from kelbel4
When I think clouds,
I see dreams unending
A world worth exploring
Goodness simply existing
When I think clouds,
I know that even when...
Baby Seedling:
Helpless and New
Growing Sapling:
Poking your eyes out into the blue
Little Daisy:
So young yet so...
Little Lighthouse Luminous
Blocked by fog, by storm
I arrive; you greet, sheltering until morn
Safe, content, enthralled
Your walls embrace...