Mar 2014
She* & Me going on a dark path,
One day as she panics,
Out come these words.
Where is yourself dear,
I can't find you near,
And I don't see it clear?
I reply holding her shoulder,
**I am right behind you,
Your guardian in need.
One day as she panics,
Out come these words.
Where is yourself dear,
I can't find you near,
And I don't see it clear?
I reply holding her shoulder,
**I am right behind you,
Your guardian in need.
My HP Poem #570
©Atul Kaushal
©Atul Kaushal
