Light
shine down
from the crack of
this clouds heavy storm,
capture my bodies trembles
And replace it with
warmth.
YOU ARE READING
Talking to Twelve
PoetryWhat's left of a child's written collection of thoughts and reflections.
" To Be Able To Write, Well Its The Very Skill That Kept Me Alive.."
Light
shine down
from the crack of
this clouds heavy storm,
capture my bodies trembles
And replace it with
warmth.
