FOR MY FRIEND ON THE BLOG {TAPS} written and post by najwa powley
At the Coast of that mountain very far I had green trees, Halo and one star The Palm trees dripping Honey in Jars And the Jars living in Stage in no Tar But the Red Mud had never skip a wall Above the Ground It was White Castle Tall At its Top was Half moon lived in my Soul There were To many Doors... Sign in to see full entry.