I opened my eyes
I looked to the sky
the birds were singing and whistling by
my heart got a thirst to fly
I stretched my hands
and put on my band
I got out of the bed
and forced myself to go-ahead
I walked out of my room
and saw a hand with a broom
when I looked up
I asked my mother WHAT'S UP!
my mother was in anger
in the other hand she took a hanger
my mother was like in battle
and played with me like a shuttle
It was the month of NOVEMBER
which I always REMEMBER
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
Three baby frogs grandma said not to bother
The Glass Eye
The joke was very funny
She laughed a lot of tears
When suddenly her eye fell out
Meeting at Night
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The gray sea and the long black land;
And the yellow half-moon large and low;
And the s
"Not where the musk of happiness blows,
Not where darkness and fears never
