Poems from wesley pashinski
Birds chirping everywhere
Leaves coming out of trees
Grass in the Air
Across the boardwalk
Over the dunes
On the sand
Near the water
To the hotel
Slippery SAl slipped slowly sideways in his slippers as see's seagulls sipping soda through straws.
There once was a cat named splat
Who wore a funky hat
He fittled and fuddled
And stepped in peters puddle
And that was that.
True friends are very rare
But luckily I've got you.
No one can Compare
With the friendship that we grew.
Our friendship is like a moon
It...