Poems from c_hig
A boy sits on cobblestone, his chin resting on knees.
In his left hand he holds a cup.
In his right hand he holds a sign.
The sign simply...
I am young, my future is cloudy.
I am young, the elders doubt me.
All around, expectations surround me.
They tell me I won't succeed, but...
The trees whispered a melody
A breeze swam through their leaves
The birds accompanied the sound
A timeless song the moment found.
The...