I'm resting here quite regally,
The feature of the table.
Surrounded by potatoes that
I'd taste if I were able.
My subjects, scrubbed and beaming,
Circle round the royal platter.
They seem to be adoring me,
But something is the matter.
See me basking in the candlelight,
My skin so nicely tanned.
The reason for this treatment,
I do not understand.
While I'd love to peck that dish of corn
And gobble down a berry,
I find this jolly atmosphere
To be a trifle scary.
From the first lingering glance
Shared by a pair of prying hearts
To the last diz
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
The winds are wild
The lightning strikes
The thunder booms
The storm is c
My best friend is a book
that doesn't give me a weird look.
It is like a golden d
To me, you are an angel in disguise,
Full of intuition, intelligent and wise,
Alw
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet,
And I love you.
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
Love. Is that what I crave?
If it is, then why can't I find it?
Hate. Does that m
Shall we take Fall together,
go sifting through the fallen leaves
and gaze upon t
