The Fall weather is welcomed relief with its cold and bright colored leaves. Advertisements
Despite what people tell you who or what you are, be yourself and bloom.
It appears death won: The bare trees and frozen ground, but no, wait for Spring.
Bunnies are fluffy, hop with grace, and are always in survivor mode.
Writers make ink flow, like rivers carve the landscape to tell its story.
They said I’m emo. Uh, was their first clue my band called, Betty Stab Wound?!
I had a dream: it was green, then later blue, and one day it’ll be black.
A flower is so delicate and fragile with such a short lifespan.