What would big eyes be like.

Snow crystals.

Just a poem, yet again for english, that I made. Inspired by a friend who seemed sorta off today.

What love can do if you are willing to learn.

Night is imbued with the wonders of Nature: The sky becomes a canopy of moon and stars; there is solitude in places where tranquility reigns supreme; the rustle of leaves, stirring the senses, rousing the curiosity of the poet; sounds that we do not seem to hear in broad daylight.