Smooth petal-like time
rippled beneath them;
No more barefoot alleyway days
or chicken fights on the log.
It used to be War in the field till the last man was standing, 167 more words
See Me For Me by Melodie Yvonne Ramey
See me for the me I am when I am all alone
See not just the me I was, but see the me that’s grown… 280 more words