In the wake of night Monsters crawl Fingers of refined dark Take my hand Sleep, they whisper Fear not the night In our bed of shadows You dream of stars#vss365

Once I was a tree. A young, tall tree in a nice shady grove. My leaves were soft, bark crisp, and I swayed in the gentle breeze.People would walk past me and say “Look at that beautiful tree. It will grow big and strong. Nothing can knock it over.”I was so proud! Among the ancient forest, I stood out. I got praised.But as I grew I started to notice: I was not like the other trees. My leaves were not the right shape. My branches bent the wrong ways. I was a crooked oak among tall... more

I've got a friend that nobody seesShe's cool, fun, and doesn't teaseWe go on adventures and climb trees in the sunWe jump and we run, laugh and have funShe might be invisible but I don't careShe lives in my mind and has a good time therehttps://www.karenlykkebo.com/post/april-s-adventures

She was a loving mother. She found kids on the streets and gave them a home. They got rooms and beds and she listened when they cried.They cried a lot though, she thought and pushed a plate through the trap in the door."I just wanna go home," the small voice begged.

Waves on endless shorescliffs erode awaydeprived of serenityhearts devoured by the voida hunger never stilledthe phoenix rise in flames of desirelove lives on