Apr 2018
Lay down a flower
For each memory of us
May the stems bend and not break
In the howling of the storm
Let the rain soothe the earth
And spring forth laughter
Of the colours of the meadow
Where feelings are as light as feathers
For each memory of us
May the stems bend and not break
In the howling of the storm
Let the rain soothe the earth
And spring forth laughter
Of the colours of the meadow
Where feelings are as light as feathers
It's been awhile since I've had this light creativity instead of the dark poetry, so I'll record this for now
