McKayla : Writing

Trees, what They see.

Trees, what They see.

A Poem by McKayla


HelloMy name is TreeI am a little saplinggrowingby a tiny cottageI see the girlthe girl who planted meThe one who waters me to keepme growing.Every mo..
Memories

Memories

A Poem by McKayla


PastOnly pastyou remembersadscaryHappydepressiondarkmomentssecretesthat could have beenkepthiddenregretsfailurecould have been preventedYou can try to..

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