Comments about Sandria Boroff
I was circumspection as I was born in this world.
I carried as I was in the crib,
As my mom rock the world to understand.
I look around as I try to see the beauty of surroundings,
As was now.
I sat to rest as to think all the sorrow and shame of the world.
I holding bottle of water,
As the lies of Global warning was hot to burn your skin,
As more now.