September, just take me
away with you, don't leave...
.
moonbeams creep closer...
You, a pancake house,
often drizzled my palms in maple...
Sometimes, I like you
with hazelnuts...
Babies are god's miraculous gift
sent to us with many blessings...
If you were a planet, I bet
you would dance around the sun...
They want oasis but they're building desert places...
Hunger strikes the metropolis, beggars ask for...
Sweet sounds serenading the town folk
Music notes fill the open world...
Oh Rania,
what are you...
Connie Marie Underwood
Born into a world of wonder Aug 7th 1993...
Sometimes I wish my heart
would grow white columns and...
Sunlight drifting through the trees;
buds appearing, brand new leaves...