Poems from wolfy17
To the dog that seems to shiver in the dark blue grass.
To the kittens that may never be hugged in a humans arms.
To the men who finds...
Why do I write poetry? Its a stupid question if you ask me. I write for the people I love, for the people I hate, for the people who will...
(poems go here) The snow of fall becomes a love with the air. She moves with the wind almost a dance of wanting. The snow wishes to stay...
(poems go here) The will of the world seems to tug and pull. The heart and the family plea and beg for you to go to college but no one...