People fuss about my hair.
They say it’s to long, get a
Haircut. But I say I am a
Poet and I want too grow
My hair long. It’s part of
The image. The last thing
I want to look like is a
Fricking businessman.
Tag: grow
Birds
On a windy spring day
Many things are blowing
Through the air, newspapers,
Small birds, dust, and feathers.
Birds grow feathers to replace
The ones they lost to continue
To make the sky their kingdom
More Than a Pet
When we went to the
Kennel he was barely more
Than a handful of wiggly
Fur with bright eyes.
Rottweilers start out small
And grow up to be a bundle
Of formidable muscular
Handsomeness that cause
People to steer clear of him
Because of his glaring look.
Ami, our Rottie, was brought up
In the right way in the kennel.
He had a wonderful personality,
Loyal, loved us, a superb
Protective instinct with the
Children. He was a family member
To us. We had him for nine
wonderful years.
Mission
God has given us
One main task in
Life —
And that is to
Develop and grow
In the right direction
To find out who we really
Are
Wordman of Alcatraz 