Sara's Tale (Chapter 7) Rose PetalsIt was my first back in the house since they took away my flower. It seemed so lifeless. The ways once splashed with colors seemed gray....
Sara's Tale (Chapter 6) A BEACONToday the sunlight served no purpose. The day seemed to drag after only moments of me rising from my mat. I had nothing to live for any...
AUTUMN'S AUTOGRAPH: The ViolinistTHE VIOLINIST Her Tears match the cords on her violin, She plays through her pain, and ties to maintain composure But She Cant As...
AUTUMN'S AUTOGRAPH: Finally Alright...Before I could barely sleep And then I learned to dream Because even things are tough right now They aren’t always as they may seem ...
AUTUMN'S AUTOGRAPH: WrongsI want you to sit there and tell me everything you think is wrong with me Look me in the eye and tell me what I should change Tell me how...
AUTUMN'S AUTOGRAPH: Recovered GoodsThis is not a poem but written it stanzas, its a little rough just something I thought of on the elevator today, I hope it translates.... ...