My Dear Swamp Monster,Even though you are homely to the world, you are still pretty to me. Sitting as I, a lonely soul, you examine nature's beauty. A sweet flower in which you've found in even the ugliest of places i know, you still tend to love it as if it were yours, making your heart its' home.
I see in you, your innocence, where your young ways still live strong, and that sweet little flower is me, loyal to you all along. I will forever be your friend,as you to I.
You, my dear swamp monster, I will describe,
a gentle creature at heart and a innocent at mind.
No comments:
Post a Comment