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Your tenth month on earth Growing like a weed So small at your birth Just like a seed At first barely a sprout Now like a sapling You crawl all about Giggling and babbling Such a beautiful sight Making sounds … Continue reading
Looking down from my perilous perch Sixty feet below my eyes Is white caps crashing Engulfing rocks below Then flowing back to show The dagger like edges Feeling lost in that scenery Waking up all my sensorys Take a deep … Continue reading
A stronghold you once were Placed just so on your perch So beautiful and majestic A bastion of protection An amazing sight for tired eyes to see Always wanting a citizen to be Under those towers shade No longer anyone’s … Continue reading
What would it be like To get on that stage During those life and death games Your blood spilled for all the masses Cheers, no matter what happens Do you know when it is your day To be a victim … Continue reading
Sun crests the horizon Dew clinging to the branches The chill holding on this morning Grab the hook, line, worms, and pole Time to go to the fishing hole Put on my boots and head out the door This is … Continue reading
A bush that bleeds From a broken heart shaped flower As if constantly in sorrow Your flowers red, yellow, pink, or white How did you come to exist? Did you grow from a dead soldier Left on the battlefield Thinking … Continue reading