Poems from layteebug
We tiny seedsAre nurtured with loveMothers plant usWith shovels and gloves
Mothers pull weedsFor more room to growAnd mount us to stakesTo...
Little leaf clinging to a tree
So often teased
By a cool breeze
Fearing a freeze he'd never see.
Left all alone, and still so green.One...
The dark one tells me I deserve this pain.I desire punishment, for it is just.
How could I be a monster among the perfect?Hide my face, for...
We tiny seedsAre nurtured with loveMothers plant usWith shovels and gloves
Mothers pull weedsFor more room to growAnd mount us to stakesTo...