To my little baby nephew that is not born yet.
To Logan,
Your Father makes you.
your Mother bakes you.
your the bun in the oven.
I am patiently waiting for you to come out.
YOU ARE READING
POEMS AND QOUTES
HorrorI'm eleven years old and this my first time writing and showing the public my poems. This is very special to me and Thank you for reading my poems.
