Poems from VanH
Every morning Dad comes home
Exhausted and shattered by his work
The money wouldn’t be asked more.
Fumblingly his hands in the kitchen...
Hi you, Van this is.
I love swimming, don’t you do.
Also I love random stuff
Like poem-ing while cooking
Like screaming while tasting
Cause...
Once I was a legend,
Of getting all Cs straight.
Teachers laughed, so did friends,
Then came sister and mom.
No spur I was down
Of shame...
You probably have many friends
And don't want to be bothered
By a friend of friends
Who you may not know well.
Well, if you want to see
The...
I may write you down in my memories
With my imagination and fantasy.
I may stride with you on the beach
And confidently toward the wedding...