QLS High School Writing Club
some pluck roses, thorns hidden in their palms, to say what words cannot. others press petals to their collarbones, hoping the smell will linger like a quiet scent, barely there. a whispered promise that fades if you breathe too deeply. even so, the soil decides more than the seed. each species, each variety, shaped by […]
MoreYou were taken from me too soon, Perhaps I could have done more? Perhaps I should have called more often. Perhaps I should have sat down with you, Laughed about the antics of my dad, Our giggles like warm honey, flowing thick and golden Cried over our frustrations, Asked you what your favorite food is, […]
MoreLife may be tough, Its unyielding hand Pushing us down, Littering obstacles in our every path. We may stumble sometimes, We may falter at first, But eventually the winds, With their soft and unbreakable whispers Curling around us, Instill us with spirit, With courage, Hope, They lift us to fight,Not just for survival,But for others,To […]
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The Roar 