is an artist
I ask her
to hurry when
she is composing?
I too am an
you cannot soon
eat your own
This entry was posted on May 26, 2014 by Grace. It was filed under Writing and was tagged with art, country life, family, food, poetry, siblings, sister.
Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:
You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change )
Connecting to %s
Notify me of new comments via email.
Notify me of new posts via email.
Grace is an 24-year old poet, of sorts.
Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.