Shania K. Younce
'Abasourdir' - Poem by Shania K. Younce
For I am fickle and you do seem surprised.
For I do not know why.
For I am Her.
For I do seem surprised.
For I am Him.
For we are abasourdir.
For we do scare each other.
For our grandpa and grandma are always saying every-one is abasourdir.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Comments about 'Abasourdir' by Shania K. Younce
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You