A butterfly.
A sunny day.
How I wish,
It could stay this way.
But like it or not,
Winter must fall.
Luckily though,
Summer will be back after all.
YOU ARE READING
A book of poetry
PoetryThis is a bunch of poetry I either wrote or found. The ones with an asterisk (*) in the title are the ones I wrote. Any others I found. Please no stealing the ones I wrote and please don't criticize them too harshly. I did my best on them.
