Meadows of peace enlighten the world,
Giving life to flowers and animals...

Christmas is a joyous time,
A time for fun and laughter...

All is confusion
No truth is known in this haze...

Smile, smile for me,
If you really do feel...

I used to think poetry was fancy words and rhymes
That they had no true meaning...

I sat alone on the playground as i sang a song,
It made me remember the sorrow that had made me...

A child walks the stone steps leading to a secret...
Her eyes wandering around her...

It began with an overcast,
And the howling wind...

Many do not think much
Of the burning sun...

We played since we were little,
And our bond was more than friendship...

Soft grass
Wet from the dew...

Vampire.
Fierce flier...