Full of poem ideas, just ideas, thoughts, and what I like. Can be crazy at times and is not always thought to make sense
I look for you each day, but you do not come I wait and I wait like spring for the birds Though people understand, it is ocward to some My emotion is thoughtless, and has no needs for words
I cannot describe exactly how I feel I wish I could understand why I can never let go The things that I hope, will they ever be real My spirit has dimed, to a not-so-light glow
They say she is coming, but is she really coming here? Is she kind, mean, why do I care? It has been growing, this unkindly fear That makes life form dim, and lessen my air
I see someone upon the hill A light has been siezed, an unmistakable joy Shivers take me, I jump up with thrill There is my friend, Bethany Hanks