Struggler By Marvel Jay

Am I a struggler? Because I can’t tell spring from summerWhen the trees are on full blossomI go to our neighbours house for fruitAnd when they shed their no longer needed leaves,I’m told to bare for the fruit I atePick those leaves and see to them? Because I’ve never seen snowAnd winter only let’s meContinue reading “Struggler By Marvel Jay”

Winter By Marvel Jay

Is the rain shy to fall in winter?I know my hands won’t come out to playAnd I miss them, I miss them I’m covered by lots of wool,Not my mother’s baked cookiesThough they always burn. I want itThe smell of homeBut cold and its bristle wind,My mother stays in bed Why is the sun wakingContinue reading “Winter By Marvel Jay”