Hey, everyone! If you didn’t know, I’m participating in NaPoWriMo. So, I’ve decided to share days three through six, as I have been behind.
Pen to paper,
Words to life.
Make someone smile,
Make someone laugh.
My love to write.
Prompt- Cruelest Month
Wind blowing in my hair, papers scattered everywhere.
So much to do, so much to lose,
Hurts to look back, afraid to look ahead.
So many events to attend,
No time for myself, always somewhere else.
Practice all the time, get all of my things in line.
It’s a battle everyday.
(Either March, April, or May.)
When the papers disappear, and a story begins to appear
There are no more black words and papers white, my heart’s racing inside
I’ll never forget the adventures I’ve had, the parts that can make you joyful, scared, or sad.
Spicy, a treat,
When comes the hour
Haha, yup. So you’ve read my terrible poems. Oh well, live and learn. 🙂