Treasure Island

Hayley K...


Poems of Hayley K...

1. A Celebration 4/20/2011
2. A First Kiss 3/24/2011
3. A Hill 4/4/2011
4. Cutting 2/25/2013
5. Darkness 2/4/2013
6. Early Affection 1/15/2014
7. Enough 1/15/2014
8. Fire 3/24/2011
9. Freedom 3/4/2012
10. Graduation 4/21/2011
11. Hate 3/22/2011
12. Horses 3/22/2011
13. How I See 5/7/2012
14. If Anyone Cared 5/31/2012
15. Letting Go 7/26/2012
16. Loneliness (Part of my secret life) 5/19/2010
17. Longing 4/20/2011
18. Love is... 3/24/2011
19. Music 3/29/2011
20. My Current Life 7/26/2012

The Gift

As a tiny green frog napped on a giant dew drenched leaf,
the rustling of the trees in the wind cut his glorious dreams brief.
But what he awoke to was beyond his belief,
he was looking straight into the black dull eyes of the magnificent Chief.

The chief was what he was best known for,
inbetween the tree tops and the forest floor.
But his true name that God himself bestowed upon him,
not known by humans was the beautiful Kimore.

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