Poems from freckles10
As the sky grows bitter, finding us disdainful,
And cruelly draws its cloak of night,
Our...
There is this little patch of sunlight
Next to the place of which I sit.
It blesses my hope of what might
One day come to visit it.
...
Forever.
Forever is so distant,
It is so near that it goes nearly unseen.
It is a question, something perhaps unwanting to be.
Forever is...
Through the dirt and the sand,
He held in his hand,
A beaten and wooden stick.
He drug it through Hell,
So we could come to the well, ...