Poet without a pen |
When you dont have a pen, or pencil, you have to creat a new way to express yourself and capture every single and particular moment of life. Mariana, 18 anos, Brazil |
Will you love me in December as you do in May,
Will you love me in the good old fashioned way?
When my hair has all turned gray,
Will you kiss me then and say,
That you love me in December as you do in May?
~James J. Walker