Apr 30 2018, 10:04 PM

haiku My heart aches for you Your touch , scent, words, I ache for Every single day love

Apr 30 2018, 10:04 PM

Paint Chip Poetry Sierra vista The sunset is beautiful My heart is owned by you The heart of mine You shall always have it dearest Even as the sunsets Even at the rise of the sun

Apr 30 2018, 10:03 PM

Paint Chip Poetry Flag Day Bright blue I can see you So obvious So brash So bold Blue like a baby’s eyes

Apr 30 2018, 10:03 PM

Paint Chip Poetry Pink wish Stars are bright Stars at night You make a wish But i want a pink wish I want a pink puppy I want a pink fairy I want a pink car I want a pink home I want pink pillows Momma tells me I can always wish Dad tells me this too So I wish a wish A pink wish

Apr 30 2018, 10:00 PM

I will prance with theses foxes Who gaily trot We will sock hop on boxes And sing on the spot I will swim with the turtles Who are slow and wise We will play a game of hurdles And try on suits for size We will hop to the beat With the rabbits and hares Who race to the finish Who tumble down stairs Or maybe we will glide with the deer Who eat the soft grass covered with morning dew We will not even shed a tear As we say “good day to you too!” But at night we will sing the songs with the wolves And lightly step as the trod on our foot Or maybe we will feast, with animals with hooves When we go into our home, we will be covered in the fire’s soot But mother dearest will give me a bath And tuck me in like a dish And all in all, with the aftermath I have made my wish I will prance with these foxes Who gaily trot We are bull-headed like ox’s We area swan, unblemished, without a single spot We glide with a pure white back We hop like the rabbits and hares We play a game with the wolfs called attack We may tumble with bears We will glide with the deer’s We will dance with the hooved animals We will shed many tears As we say goodbye, Gooday, goodnight

Apr 30 2018, 09:58 PM

Who Was I? When I stayed silent My speech is inaudible So i stay soundless As we are all uncommunicative Should I be MUTE Who was I? The creature is so violent Seems so brutal The hate is Aggressive But it is not Intense The poor thing is not uncontrollable WE ARE SAVAGE Who Was I? You are my Hope So very fond You are affectionate And to me, devoted As well as caring WE ARE PASSIONATE Who Was I? You try to cope You handle it Do not struggle You live and suffer Barely getting by YET YOU SURVIVE And who was I?