[tabby title="Poem"] Birds that sing, me to sleep, Waking up to see roses all around, Chocolate hearts laying side by side, Over those counter bestowed by presents, Each wrapped in red, Hearts covered for those we love, These names written...

[tabby title="Poem"] The sky felt dense, The mood it gave off, Like moths in hue, And butterflies in pale, The showering of haze, Over us at ease, It’s not seen, And there I won’t be seen, The morning routine, Of...

[tabby title="Poem"] Those birds that roamed free, Endless flights filled with glee, They glide over the trees, Flying side to side with the breeze, Above the deserts, they can reach, Following the wind that they preach, Finding the oasis that...