and that was the best part
untouched by the harshness of winter and the fury of the summer afternoons
I had no scars in me. (A poem inspired by the life of Frodo Baggins: the protagonist of Lord of the Rings trilogy by JRR Tolkien and the reality of growing up)
"We are writers, my love. We don't cry. We bleed on paper."~a.y.
"If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world."~Thorin Oakenshield.
(n.) a moment to slow down and appreciate the good things in life. (another short poem! ^^)
when they think you don't know. (this one is a little short and wobbly)
but in the dying fiery hues of sunset, will they remember me?
untouched by the harshness of winter and the fury of the summer afternoons
I had no scars in me. (A poem inspired by the life of Frodo Baggins: the protagonist of Lord of the Rings trilogy by JRR Tolkien and the reality of growing up)
"We are writers, my love. We don't cry. We bleed on paper."~a.y.
"If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world."~Thorin Oakenshield.
(n.) a moment to slow down and appreciate the good things in life. (another short poem! ^^)
when they think you don't know. (this one is a little short and wobbly)
but in the dying fiery hues of sunset, will they remember me?