Poems from Riancy97
No knows, why the sequoia stands so tall,
From below, it’s just another tree,
But through the storms it never fall,
Stretching skyward,...
No knows why the sequoia stands so tall,
From below it’s just another tree,
Nothing special, nothing outstanding.
It is adorn not with...
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
But that is not the start,
Of my poem for you.
You are the most caring mother,
To me, there is none...