Poems from gubler.katie
Young girl with eyes the color of moss.
There are often times she feels lost.
"Mommy is sick," They all would say.
That was before mommy...
The snow falls,
Fluttering flakes from the sky.
Each one is different and unique,
Just like you and I.
The flakes dance
Upon my gentle...
The dark clouds have passed.
No longer do pain and sadness torture.
They're replaced with the buds, blossoms, and beauty of spring.
Death...
When you go through a trial you feel the weight
is too heavy apon your shoulders.
Like your life will just crumble around you.
Like your...
We are all different.
Different personality.
Different body.
Different life.
Then why do we try so hard to fit in?
To wear what everyone...