It’s the warmth of a summer evening While watching the sun slip under the horizon, And of a house on Thanksgiving day.
By Arabella Hall4 years ago in Poets
It was the picturesque day, like those passed It smelled of life and my love burning sweet And in the distance were green meadows vast
By Arabella Hall5 years ago in Poets
I always loved certain crayons When coloring in school I thought the rainbow just looked So crazy and cool And using my favorites
