I Dont Know What To Name It Yet - Poem by Shawnee Gonzalez
the sun seems to shine so bright across that fence. no wonder
thier plants flourish so strikingly fine. my garde, the garden filled
with my hopes. the one with vines weaker then necklace ropes. my gardne shaded by others clouds, the shame raining on my parade.
melting my burnign flames to lifeless ashes; drownding my pressious
memories that help sow these useless weeds. the wind from anothers
hear clashes with mine. ridding of htose thunderous mopes. clearing my sky, vovering my fresh roses with morning dew. drops of life, sparkling in the sun now turned to thee. time has yet to prove itself to thy, till the clouds are blown away leaving fresh dew drops, to sparkle amongst the newly found light.
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