Sitting here I find
While I'm old, everything thrives
And will keep blooming...
*I began thinking about getting old and what it would be like to be grown, and i was content with the thought that everything else was growing old with me and that more life will be born after my time has ended...
Title suggestions would be greatly appreciated. :)
It's amazing that you can try out all these poetry styles and do such a great job. Nice work sweetie.
I've missed you latley; sorry i haven't been able to comment and stuff i've only just got back from Australia and i'm away again in a week to Fiji so :'( Take care my friend,