Poems from sdunaway7
Christmas is celebrated by many people, some spend theirs at the building with the steeple. Kids lie awake at night wanting the time to go...
Never shall I forget that night, lost in the darkness, trudging my way through the everglades. Never shall I forget the gleaming shapes in...
They shape our lives and watch us grow, they are a part of us. They humiliate us and make us laugh, you can't help but to love them....