Poems from lycanyx
“Perhaps this is the end of the line.”
There are days were I say weak things like that
As I remember those memories,
Those days of...
It is more than enough
To see the kindness
Of those who can see me
Or those who acknowledge me
It is more than enough
To hear the caring...
I am from the golden Sunrise,
From day one, lost in a Fall.
I am from grass in the yard.
(Fresh, green, it was hard to chew.)
I am from...