The soft, gentle touch of a newbornHeld in the arms of its mother.Once chaotic, but now a tranquil roomTime goes on and I love her.She drops me off on..
Attempting to write a poem about how insignificant humans are to the history of the earth and how nature has been a part of the world since its beginn..
My way of expressing the indifference I feel at funerals. I personally think death is a part of life. Why torture yourself with sadness when some one ..