here is some poetry. Mom praises me for writing, and it's fun! :)
the flowers are gold
my hands are cold;
yet my heart is warm
i shall bring no harm
~
fallen from the world above
never before felt true love
meeting someone white as a dove
her affection is a treasure trove
~
oh, my little child dear
why on earth have you come here?
did you climb the mountain just
hoping that you'd turn to dust?
well, my little darling dear
you are surely loved right here.
~
"way down, by the steam,
how sweet it will seem,
once more, just to dream,
in the silvery moonlight"
tonight you belong to me; patience and prudence
~
ESTÁS LEYENDO
My Journal
De TodoHi, I'm Frisk. My friend Alphys recently updated my phone so I could add apps to it, and Mom encouraged me to get one that I could read and write stories on. So, that's why I'm here! ❤️ I'll post photos and maybe write a few things. Stay determined...
