Baby blue eyes, sitting on my lap, how do you stay, when I move my legs? I'll set you on the floor, because my limbs fall asleep, but you still come back. Is it love? Do you just, want my chair? Mama cat, Oh, Mama cat, I don't understand. I'll always appreciate, your little claws. Especially... Continue Reading →
This poem is really similar to "My Happy Place", but it's a little different. Due to school and everything I've felt pretty out of it but I still like to practice writing about things I love.
If you like books, cliche rhyming poems that don't rhyme throughout the whole thing, or if you just want to take a gander, check this out!