I hope you enjoy reading my works. 😊
As dad walks in his room, The little boy stands up straight. The clunky green hat, Covers half of his face. His daddy picks him up,
By Brook 6 years ago in Poets
My heart beats, My palms are sweaty. My eyes are closed, My balance unsteady. My senses aroused, My thoughts are heavy.
Three young men, Starting off the new year. No one would've thought, It would be their last days here. Three great boys,