-Sunflower-

I want to smell the fall in the air 
As we look up in the sky 
Full of stars all different yet alike 
I want the breeze to echo your name 
As it floats along the wind 

The sleek gray metal of the bench chills my legs

It always has-

Even when my dad and I used to watch the sun sink into the night

For eleven years, I've been a part of the YWP community. I started when I was 11 years old and I went by my old name back then. I used to publish my work here all the time, but much of my publishing has now moved to my university.