Parachutes
I know nothing of parachutes / But doubt one could save me. / How to trust / Strings and silk / packed by someone else …
The Storm
Look at me in my fine dress / Waiting for a love’s first touch / Then this storm and here I stand / To my disappointed …
Pandora’s Shame
Stealing away to the forest to have a peek / At what she’s been forbidden to see / Softly barefoot, she stealthily sneaks / Toward the …
Tormented Soul
Long ago she left this place / And went where kindred spirits dwell / Leaving here in vile disgrace / She has returned her tale to …
The Bright side
Looking on–
The Bright side / of adversity222 / ©Cassandra Crews …