My Adolescent Pan Wall

This is an adolescent poem. Mothers are not allowed to view it.

 

 

 

 

Hail to thee the King of desires,

Thou who brought the gift to man,

You are Everest, you are the highest,

Show me how I may benefit from thee,

Don't shame me or cause me distress,

They are too many beautiful women,

And in God's kingdom, there's too little time.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Mothers are not allowed to review this poem.

Reviews

[Marie]

I'm a mother. I'm not going to review it.

[J. J. Nightingale]

Well I am a Mother .. And I just read ..

Jazz :)