it's late
and cold
and dark
outside
where
midnight headlights
leave
no scars
but it's all right
i'm not afraid
because i
can see
the stars.
Midnight traveling with my family. Dedicated to all seven of my siblings! Love ya!! ❤️
YOU ARE READING
These Insufficient Words
PoetryPoetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. -Robert Frost This is my own collection of thoughts. My own stories, through the deepest sorrow and highest peaks of happiness I've had in my rather brief life, and s...
