AutumnSkyes NY 15 years old Posts Poetry By AutumnSkyes The sweet, fresh grass I looked outside the window it was morning, just after ten the grass was a bright green it looked almost liquid as I watched it ripple in the windI wanted to feel it so bad, but I couldn'tI just couldn't By AutumnSkyes Winter's rose By AutumnSkyes You Lookin' at Me?
Poetry By AutumnSkyes The sweet, fresh grass I looked outside the window it was morning, just after ten the grass was a bright green it looked almost liquid as I watched it ripple in the windI wanted to feel it so bad, but I couldn'tI just couldn't