Poppy : Writing

My Wife

My Wife

A Story by Poppy


Descriptive writing short Piece
I DO not SEE

I DO not SEE

A Poem by Poppy


On the slow and draging way TO work I pass a Radom tree . A normal tree, it seems to watch and Seems To follow me. every day a second glance l give..
The boy and the girl

The boy and the girl

A Poem by Poppy


Girl: I'm always here for youBoy: I know ..=(Girl: What's wrong?Boy: I like this girl so much ....Girl: Talk to herBoy: I don't know. She won't ever l..
My box

My box

A Poem by Poppy


Inside my box flows the ripple of a river,A humans heart,A orange moonInside my boxblinksa unicorns eye,Fire from a dragons breath,A red waterfallMy b..
The outside

The outside

A Poem by Poppy


Trees dancing to the breeze at every turn,Friends holding hands,Roofs waiting like statuesPost boxes sucking letters with its red painted lips,Litter ..