Self- ~An Original Poem By: Christina PT. Inspired By: Natalie Zummer

We're small you know,
we humans I mean.
For there are things much bigger,
and greater, than our selfish beings.
The land, fire, wind, and oceans,
that stream thus far.
We think of ourselves,
as though we are the only ones,
that truly matter.
Look around you,
and see the trees, the flowers, the birds.
The things that try to keep our earth tranquil,
and peaceful, and are small.
We help these things grow,
we help these innocent things.
So we, these selfless creatures,
are truly big, and stand tall.

Perfectly~ Original Poem By: Christina PT.

These are words I've never said.
It's my fear that stops me.
The fear that I'll be looked at,
as though I am broken.
In truth, I am broken,
but no one will ever see.
For I hide my thoughts,
perfectly.

my garden; pictures taken by: christina pt.

It's True~ Original Poem/Song By: Christina PT.

Maybe it's true,
we don't belong.
And maybe it's true,
from what's in this song.
I thought I had you,
but I guess I was wrong.
'Cause it's all different now,
since you're not comein' down.
'Cause I've always been,
on the outside, lookin' in.

Goodbye~ Original Poem By: Chrisina PT.

It was as if the whole earth ceased to breathe.
When the flowers and trees wept silently.
When you and I could no longer believe,
we could not be together happily.
The wind mourned for us to be together.
While the rain tried to comprehend how you,
could not be with I for now and ever.
And so the birds grieved for our fair adieu.
For I have thought about thee ever since,
the day that we had parted by the shore.
The thoughts of you in my mind I will rinse,
then I won't remember you anymore.
So my love we must do us part for now.
I know we will be one again somehow.

Pretend~ Original Poem By: Christina PT.

I sit here by myself.
Not sure of what to do.
I look out my window and see,
flowers blowing in the breeze.
They are smiling and greeting the sun.
And I sit here by myself.
Watching them.
Pretending that they're smiling at me.
That I,
am the sun.

Night~ Original Poem By: Christina PT.

Hello night.
Here we meet again,
on this pleasant evening.
Nothing but us,
and the stars that surround us.
Nothing but us,
and the moonlight around us.
What if the stars fell from the sky?
What if the light ceased to exist?
What would become of you and I?
Goodbye night.
Morning has dawned.

Rose~Original Poem By: Christina PT.

There you sit all pretty in pink.
Or white. Or red.
As I look at you and think,
of my life ahead.
I ponder the question of time,
and when it will end.
The years of my life I'll climb,
with you, my rose, my friend.
So when I gaze at you,
during my time alone,
I think of someone I once knew,
someone who is now unknown.