These are the days
That I enjoy most.
Maybe it's the people I'm around
They make the best of host.
They secretly make me happy
And have yet to know.
I have grown to love these people,
But that I won't show.
Sometimes I wish I knew you all,
And you knew me too.
That can be changed,
And I really hope it do.
But we waited
A little too late,
Because the end is here
Now time to congratulate.
I will pray
For you all,
That you do well
In the fall.
YOU ARE READING
Perfection
PoetryThese are a few poems that i had hidden in my inventory that i stumbled across. Some are really old and other are fairly new. But all in all they are all apart of my flawed perfections.
