Aug 2014
she took one wrong turn and it made her go mad
it was dark, it was night, it was frightening
she was afraid and bit her lip,
what would her parents say?
roses bloom when a familiar road came into sight
(when half-spent was the night)
-cj
it was dark, it was night, it was frightening
she was afraid and bit her lip,
what would her parents say?
roses bloom when a familiar road came into sight
(when half-spent was the night)
-cj
This isn't a "my first time" poem. The words are more literal than it would seem. The last parts are inspired by "Lo, How A Rose E'er Blooming."
