Fingerprints of the past

This is all of the other poems that I make. I have a lot of old ones, and as I make more, I will put them in here in chapters. (:


17. A tale of a boy

I heard a tale about this boy

It was told in whispered voices

That he was so full of secrets

Covered up his arms,

as if just waiting for the

cold to hit.


But yet he always seemed so cheerful

It was also whispered that

He wished all the good for others

And always helped them out

In making them strive

a bit higher.


He told them so:

"Keep your little head up high,

you just aim for the skies

and never let them

pull you down where

you don't belong."

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