Monday, April 7, 2014
Thursday, February 20, 2014
nikolai poetry
Walking to
school
I love walking to school.
It’s like something out of a dream
The flowers are in full bloom
The pollen floating in the wind like a school of bream
ACHOO
Maybe it’s not as good as it seems
Maybe this just a random fancy
It has to be or else I might tear at the seams
Oh well a mid summers dream
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