Poems from jmaddox1122

Indigo Child
A fresh baked aple pie With lots of love baked in. Through the air its smell does begin To spread and share comfort to those nearby....
I am from starving brain suckers, From secrets and condescension. I am from the house that Jack built (Passing responsibility down the line...
Sunrise in your eyes. A new begining, New love, and new passion. Noontime, high in the sky. Been going on and on With the same routine....

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