Poems from evangeline40003
Love...The little boy asks his mother, "What do you mean it's not easy?" The mother smiles and tells him that for a true love you have to...
With wings on her feet and sun filled clouds in her mind
The little girl smiled so the flowers bloomed
And the pixies came out to play...
I am waiting for the day or even the moment when someone looks at me and instead of saying I look upset or worried or just plain stressed...
My parents would always say,
“Time flew by.”
Looking back for many adults, is to see the escaping time of childhood, days gone...
Long nights slip by with only a weak, lifeless pen poised above the blank page.
For hours, the tired utensil fills out required pages like...