I read his letters every night,
I long for him to be here...
Written in red.
Telling a story...
Seven continents is what I see
Each one so far from purity...
No time of the day
i never think of you...
All that was perched
in a robins nest...
Running,
running away...
I wish I didn't love you
I wish I didn't care...
You are screamin', crying',
yellin' out loud...
I wrote this poem for a book project i did in my...
Wintergirl...
Behind the outworn branches, a white stream...
By: Rania Moallem...
Her name is Grace,
she is beautiful, just like her name...
All that I fear
nests on the...