author - "Kendra Morgan"
This is a descriptive poem. Is may be an it , a she, her, him, what, or a he. Who rally knows? It's uop to you to decide.
Do you know what it means to be a warrior? To fight and habor the hate of other people? Well, if you read this pooem; you might actually get the uniqu feeling of a warrior.
Just a little thought rom this crazy mind of mine. I was looking up at the sky one day, and noticed how fast the clouds seemed to move. It reminded me of how dreams seem to escape us to.
Rain is a natural thing. Something that can't be stopped or predicted. We use rain to symbolize so many things. Like sadness, and water...well you get my point.
This is a descriptive poem. Is may be an it , a she, her, him, what, or a he. Who rally knows? It's uop to you to decide.
Do you know what it means to be a warrior? To fight and habor the hate of other people? Well, if you read this pooem; you might actually get the uniqu feeling of a warrior.
Just a little thought rom this crazy mind of mine. I was looking up at the sky one day, and noticed how fast the clouds seemed to move. It reminded me of how dreams seem to escape us to.
Rain is a natural thing. Something that can't be stopped or predicted. We use rain to symbolize so many things. Like sadness, and water...well you get my point.