Poems about Animals
My mother created me on a beautiful day in the middle of spring of 1984. April 20th to be exact.
She pauses, outside the crossroads that read "Men" and "women"
Most would call this a bathroom
Through time and space
The Earth has its place
Among the stars and moon
And the Sun that will rise soon
Man has traveled on the Earth for centuries and years
While it cried a million tears
As it took its flight
Man has traveled on the Earth for centuries and years
While it cried a million tears
As it took its flight
As I lay my head to sleep
In the darkest so deep
I do not see the moon or a single star
