Syracuse Pike's Creation

My knees wrapped in my arms, Like a present, like a gift. There is a ribbon... Sign in to see full entry.

The rain, It came again. My feelings, Just like rain these days. I am the... Sign in to see full entry.

Words, I wished to write. Searching high and low, Uncertain where they hide... Sign in to see full entry.

Moon is shining bright, Alone I sit in front of the bright screen, Doing... Sign in to see full entry.

The air so still, After the sunny rain that pours, The air now smells like... Sign in to see full entry.

Inspired by the events, thoughts, words, deeds, people, animals in Syracuse Pike's daily life, here are her creation ~ written in songs and poems