Thoughts into Writing
As I go on the weeks seem shorter. Days fly by without my notice. Where on earth did the time go? It seems just yesterday I was free and wild. Now I feel constrained by expectations. Not long ago I had no cares. Now I’m weighed down by anxieties. The future is coming quickly on… … Continue reading Where is my time?
I hate that I fall in love so easily… I fall in love with clouds, and the way the sun drifting down turns them into cotton candy. I fall in love with the way the breeze tickles the leaves in the trees, causing them to twirl and dance. I fall in love with the way … Continue reading Dear Imaginary Love,
Poem By Wendy Bird