Genre - Poetry. You are on the page - 408

''Be glad of life because it gives you the chance to love and to work and to play and to look up at the stars.'' Henry Van Dyke

They look like poems to me but I know they probably aren't.

This poem is based on a mother that lots her son in a shooting... her son was twenty-three at the time. The mother at first didn't know how to accpect the problem and move on...

This is a book of poems I decided to start. Rather than posting them one at a time I thought I'd just put them in one book.

A children's story about a little man residing in a can discovered one day by a child on her way to school.

My name is Raven Zelda Skyy. I'm emo and I'm gay. If you have a problem with any of these things, then I suggest you get the fuck off of my page and find something you do like. I have black long hair with red tips. I have only 2 friends in the entire world. Amy and River. This is my life...