Sally, you’re more than meets my eye and I wish I won’t die because you’re the joy of my celestial life.

A write about leaves being pushed aside for Winter.

This is my own style of poetry.

Warmth from the person you love. This style of poetry, is supposed to be centered.

5/26/2012.

Got inspiration from a picture.

As once was green, soon shall be withered. Decaying with the descent into the season of cold.

Icy snow fills the land.

New Poem.

This is a poem about love in differnt seasons.