Poems from mawisonna
It's something about each new day
that brings about a feeling
But it all depends
on the
Moment.
Whether it be a date,
when you feel...
I close my eyes and take in the scene
Of winds blowing, my hair in the breeze,
my eyes are closed.
Those moments reading quitely under the...
Are we the generation of such little faith?
They believe we have little to give and so much to take
Yet, as much as we fail we also...
Hold a flower in your hand
Pick a petal when you can
The first is he loves me
The second he does not
The third he does, but then
On the...
I am the face of America
The colors of Red, White and Blue
I am the sound of America
The patrotic songs of old and new
I am the movement...