Poems from mittenpanda
Many times, I have heard of young girls and boys who,
All thanks to bullying,
Have committed suicide.
Why would people even try to ruin...
I want to go back,
Back in time.
When God created the world.
I want to see Jesus with his disciples at the Passover.
I want to see Him...
One night, as I slept,
I dreamt a dream of voices.
In my dream,
I saw young choirs,
In the choirs,
I saw young children.
But no matter...
So hot and so dry,
Sometimes I wonder why everyone enjoys the heat.
Unbearable,
Crushing,
Suffocating!
But I manage,
and so do all my...
I can see a city,A busy city with people bustling, People rush into their cars, And they go to work.Above all that bustle,Is the voice of...