The Life in Death
The life in death
A tickle across my face
From under a dying tree
Of red, orange and brown leaves
Raining from the surface of the sky
Feeling the kiss of demise against my skin –
I can’t help but wonder,
Why does this death bring me so much life?
About the Writer
Kerringtyn Davis, Sr. High Staff Writer
Kerringtyn Davis is a senior who loves listening to music and going for car rides with her friends. She is a part of Best Buddies, Student Senate, GTV,...