Gray skies, and tear drops- Our first thoughts of...
Tides rolling in, bringing death to our shore...
Poetry Is...
Poetry is the creation of music that doesnt seem...
I am afraid. It's dark. The night is hushed. Yet...
I'm trembling. And his hands are guiding mine...
You say you love me,
You say you care for me...
This is the ghost busters poem PS happy Halloween
its Halloween its time to scare...
Every Halloween,
Is worse then the next one...
Beautiful kitten
Jump to get that floating leaf...
Only the moonlight guiding
You through the damp night...
I had to carve a pumpkin
I had to try it again...
Once a year,
Every October...
Seekers of treats crunch through the dark
Ghoulish jack-o-lanterns cast a scary glow...
Seekers of treats crunch through the dark
Ghoulish jack-o-lanterns cast a scary glow...