Poems from Cupcake1
Time to grow
To change
To leave.
Time to journey
And stretch
And DREAM,
Time to SEE
Time to DO
TIME TO BE A CAPABLE PERSON IN THE
WORLD.
Candles—
They are quiet
Low-flamed
Background lights,
Yet they burn;
They glow;
Sometimes they spark:
One of them is as brilliant as the...
Why do the birds sing
yet crows caw?
Why do streams gurgle,
but rivers roar?
Why do cities hum,
but that one car honks?
Why do we speak,...