He was not expected.
I did not expect him at all
or his effect on me,
my heart,
my mind,
my feelings.
He was the calming sound
if the light pitter-patter of drizzle
on an April Sunday morning
in my brutal, destructive hurricane.
~(s.g.)
Poems I Love
De Kelsie_Puckett
These are just some random poems that I find, I may make some up, but if I don't make them up, I'll put the p... Mai multe