Poems from toshirolover
There was a family down the street
Really big and always home
Causing chaos an noise wherever they go.
First was Sale
The old and...
Carl Knox
Was a man as true as true can be
Honest and brave though made of fear
This man will always come to save the day.
Tall and slim...
Red, as red as the roses in spring
And as red as a volcanoes lava pouring over
As red as blood twinkling from an open wound
As red as a...
Bees often hum a little tune
Flying to flowers all afternoon.
The colors yellow, pink, red, and green
Are found in parks, houses, and...
Feel the breeze in the air
The grass on my feet
The leaves in my hair.
The sun gave a warming glow
The flowers danced through the breeze...