my best friends are in my hart
we could never be apart nomadder
how far away they may live
they always give
me advice and hope when i need it
and when i throw a fit
there there to clam me down
i am always bown
to them because they care
and they are always fair
my friends are sweet and nice and very helpful and when i need a hand
there never band
to help me or show me the way
and every day i think of them
they are my best friends and i need them!
thanks so much kirkir and amazingme97 you guys are the kind of friends everybody whants to have
This is a short poem I wrote for my english class and just felt like sharing it.
My leaf clings to the tree,
It is new to life,
Pure green,
Feeling as soft as skin.
My leaf falls down,
Ageing,
Changing,
Dying.
My leaf lives on the ground,
Swept away by the wind,
Feeling crumpled like used paper.
My leaf is dead,
From green to brown,
Soft to crumpled,
Spring to autumn.
(We had to write about a leaf and I came up with this. So hope you like. x)
please comment this is my first article on this spot. I really enjoy writing.
My leaf clings to the tree,
It is new to life,
Pure green,
Feeling as soft as skin.
My leaf falls down,
Ageing,
Changing,
Dying.
My leaf lives on the ground,
Swept away by the wind,
Feeling crumpled like used paper.
My leaf is dead,
From green to brown,
Soft to crumpled,
Spring to autumn.
(We had to write about a leaf and I came up with this. So hope you like. x)
please comment this is my first article on this spot. I really enjoy writing.