Poems from AllysonMcCall101
That pretty bow you used to know
Was nothing but a show
that one little strand
Is Grasping the past
Attempting to make something last
I...
Unsaid words
Flew around like a flock of birds
laying under the old oak tree
That December
Watching how free birds could be
Wishing you...
Skipping rocks on a still pond
not knowing the depths or how long
as it breaks the cool surface
it sinks into a rink of uncertain
getting...
The dry melancholy sound of the howl
shook the house while the water followed
shiny drops teeter tattered on glass
with the hopes of...
Take off your glasses
Before another second passes
Exchange them for rose colored lens
The world proably bends
from negativey to creativy
I...