Hannah Rachel

Power of the Youth

You hate it while you’re there And want it back once it’s gone Forgetting the little details Remembering the good Look back with a clearer view Take off the rose-tinted glasses There was a reason why you wanted to leave Nobody would listen Nobody cared Secluded and forgotten by the ones with the strongest voicesContinue reading “Power of the Youth”

The Weeping Willow

There was a light at my window. A flickering, fluttering light and it drew me to it. Throwing off my blanket, I ran lightly to the window. With this closer angle, I noted that it wasn’t merely a light. There, fluttering at my window was a small girl with glowing wings; a faerie or pixie. It beckoned meContinue reading “The Weeping Willow”