Kayem Sep 20, 2020 1 min A Poppy A poppy, red as blood, Alone in a field, Thriving where a man now dead, Lifelessly dropped his shield. This poppy bears black dots...
Kayem Sep 20, 2020 1 min The Woods A delicate breeze caressed the woods Of crimson, orange, and gold. Whilst merry birds darted between the trees, Nearly bare of leaves to...
