"cryi" poems
i saw a big white swan with feathers just like snowswimming in the lake so graceful and so slowmountains in the back ground standing oh so talland in between them a lovely waterfallthe swan he came towards with his head held highswimming with such elegance underneath the skythen he turned around as if if to say goodbye.so beautiful was he it almost made me cryi wont forget the things that i saw that dayill hold them in my memory and that is where theyll stay.
Feb 27, 2010
Feb 27, 2010 at 5:30 AM UTC
We are not just order in the disorder;
We are order fighting
for not being
disorder.
Order breathing.
order eating order.
order fighting
ord er cryi n g
o rde r la ugh in g
or de r l o v i n g
o r der di str ess e d
b yt h e f a c t
a l l
o rd e r
e ven t ual ly
be co m es
di s or d er
Apr 6, 2017
Apr 6, 2017 at 9:56 AM UTC