Poems from virginiaawalsh
I would fancy to write something lovely
Perhaps to describe the time I expended
Being gracious for having you love me
We adored you more...
No one has heard from her since that day
That afternoon in October
Some say she’s dead, or ran away
The air is getting colder
Blood-...
I'm from naps in the glow of the summer sun on a breezy back porch
pumpkin bars and lemonade
I'm from country roads of red gravel
car...
I am not sure how
or why I am here but
I am
searching for a purpose
I am
Some put their faith in God
some in man
some in the hope that...
Wiser hands with more experience mold younger ones into shapes
positions designed to mimic their own
The paintbrush between my hands is not...