Poems from wesley pashinski
Birds chirping everywhere Leaves coming out of trees Grass in the Air
Across the boardwalk Over the dunes On the sand Near the water To the hotel
Slippery SAl slipped slowly sideways in his slippers as see's seagulls sipping soda through straws.
There once was a cat named splat Who wore a funky hat He fittled and fuddled And stepped in peters puddle And that was that.
True friends are very rare But luckily I've got you. No one can Compare With the friendship that we grew. Our friendship is like a moon It...