Me
There once was a girl
With a head full of curls
Who didn't know what to do
So she wrote a rhyme
It wasn't a crime
And she even titled it too
After a day full of songs
And a night void of wrongs
She sat down to take a rest
She laid down her head
And suddenly said
That that day was certainly her best
YOU ARE READING
River Flow: Poetry
PoetryHR: 289 This is my book for a 30 day writing challenge-esque camp for Poetry. I hope to complete it all. All of these poems will be my original work, and my favorites will be moved to my regular poetry book.
