Look up on the hill
A baby calf lies
silent and still
Laying underneath
the tree
Sleeping away as
peaceful as can be
Mama's nearby
So I dare not get
close
one kick from her
My ass will be toast
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Paper airplane Lift up higher and higher Take off Never land Upon the wind Through the trees Fly plane fly Paper airplane Made of paper chea...
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