Come wayward souls,
Who wander through the darkness,
There is a light for the lost and the meek
Sorrow and fear,
Are easily forgotten,
When you submit to the soil of the earth
Grow, tiny seed, you are called to the trees
Rise, 'till your leaves fill the sky
Until your sighs fill the air in the night
Lift your mighty limbs and give praise to the earth
YOU ARE READING
Poems by ME
PoetryA bunch of Poems that I wrote. I hope you like them NOTE-goes through a lot of edits EXTRA NOTE-I probably have made a spelling/grammatical mistake so please don't be afraid to tell me
