Our love dried up There’s nothing left All that was left Was me....bereft I stitched up my heart

The world’s going to hell As you can tell While we’re stuck inside W/ rules we have 2 abide © From A Quarantined Poet’s

He’s skipping To fourth grade After the break He’s skipping Half a year

I can’t feel My feet Can I borrow Your heat? © From A Poet’s

Together We make Great poetry Together It’s made

https://m.facebook.com/story.php?s… Since the shops r closed And cannot get our curls And toilet paper goes Just as fast as they can unfurl

This killer cootie bug Has pulled out the rug From under our feet And it isn’t neat © From A Quarantined Poet’s

I’m going back To college To get me Some knowledge To get my

I did it again I sinned again Handed my heart in

I am all 100 percent woman I do not need any man To complete me or make me I can do anything like u I can shoot on a range,

Don’t backstab me Don’t take advantage of me And u’ll always b My family © From A Poet’s

U r my knight U have brought light N2 my life U vanquished strife © From A Poet’s

If ones are wonderful Twos and threes are terrible Fours are fantastic Fives are freaky Sixes go to school

I caught Tinker Bell! The devilish little sprite! She has been causing hell! When she is out of sight! © From A Poet’s