Poems from CH
There's light in the night,
when the sounds die down,
and the rhythmic whoosh of the car,
is the only thing,
in the safe distance,
there's...
There's really not much for me to thankful for,
especially this year,
but I've always learned it's the little things that count.
So I...
Shush you,
behave,
and I’ll tell you a secret.
If you want love,
all you have to do,
is listen carefully.
On a full moon’s midnight,
go...
You know when,
there’s so much to say,
so much to talk about,
but the words just don’t come?
It’s that little lump of fear,
what if they...
There’s only so much I can speak of,
before I turn around and check,
if someone’s watching,
or if some book is flying at me,
another object...