The question I love but hate the most is WHY?
A question arouse the moment the world heard my first cry.
I am living each day, each season.
But I am here for a reason
And I've got to know why.
Poem Type: Limerick
Date: 10/18/17
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PoetryA series of verse you will like. Just like a pitcher throwing a strike. You will find it worthwhile. Reading it once in a while. And make our minds one and alike Type: Limerick Date: 10/18/17 Hi everyone!! Give it a try. I promise you'll like it. Ha...
