Him
with his clear brown eyes,
long legs,
and curly hair
Him
with his deep laugh,
dimpled left cheek,
and endearing crow's feet
Him
with his loyal heart
and strong warm arms
that tend to pick me up when I'm down
Him
who I loved so much,
I began to believe in the miracles
of God
YOU ARE READING
Residual ↠ {r.e.}
PoetryA collection of poems I have written over the course of nearly three years. These poems paint the picture of my struggle through being a cynical teenager with a mental illness in a sad farm town. {Book #1: Residual} *Some Poems May Be Triggering*
