Oct 2019
i bask in the
sunlight,
i feel the warm
earth between
my fingers,
my eyes close
and I drift into
a light slumber.
when i awake
it is dawn,
a new day begins,
but
why are my hands
so old and wrinkled?
sunlight,
i feel the warm
earth between
my fingers,
my eyes close
and I drift into
a light slumber.
when i awake
it is dawn,
a new day begins,
but
why are my hands
so old and wrinkled?
I havent been able to write because of school and hello poetry hasn't been working :(
