Poems from emilymariemac
Yes, everyday a mask is worn,
A costume to go with.
A smiling face is painted on
To make myself a myth.
No tears will ever streak my...
Days begin.
Bodies grow.
Community develops.
Lives end.
People change.
Spring blooms.
Summer sweats.
Autumn falls.
Winter freezes....
Days begin.
Bodies grow.
Community develops.
Lives end.
People change.
Spring blooms.
Summer sweats.
Autumn falls.
Winter freezes....