Zane Bohne's Poetry Portfolio by Zane Bohne https://padlet.com/zanboh916/pyphmh5o4smp Made with hours of Glee and lack of sleep en-us 2016-09-14 21:04:17 UTC 2016-10-31 04:52:44 UTC hello@padlet.com zanboh916 https://padlet.com/zanboh916/pyphmh5o4smp/wish/123945029 The Perfect Night

His name is Justin
He dreamed of the love of a husband
But he feared love 
He wanted to fly away like a dove

The Grand Ball was held tonight
Justin's eyes were bright
He was full of life
He looked as sharp as a knife

The dance bagan full of life
Everyone moven as if they gust took flight
Justin met some guys 
They were all niens 

Justin found the man he dreamed to fine
He was declined 





]]> 2016-09-15 01:19:40 UTC https://padlet.com/zanboh916/pyphmh5o4smp/wish/123945029 zanboh916 https://padlet.com/zanboh916/pyphmh5o4smp/wish/124619390 The world has turned

My friends were my life and might; lost we were.
We saw the world as peace; we grew old.
The world was a place of happiness; we were told.
As we grew and learned; we saw the world turn.
Flames, war, all turning into the truth. The world we see now.
People screaming and panting; wishing for help needing what truth.
The truth will never be told; we need the youth.
The youth is the truth; they can help but how?
The world is joined together to be broken apart again.
We can change; make this the time to be alive.
The youth will learn of the past; lets strive.
The past will live on to never be lived again.
The world will change, to the peace we were told.
My friends are my life and might; found we were.



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