in the winter i grow antlers
~As winter winds disturb my sleep~
From my head the antlers peep.
Colored tan and snowy white,
They glisten in the morning light.
The village people cannot speak,
When passing by, they see a freak,
But I walk by, my head held tall,
And smile as I pass by them all.
For winter has come, yet again
~And I am where I once have been~
By Patrick Payne and Kelsey Kecherson
Hi, I'm Katelyn, a strange little asian girl who loves art, martial arts and sleeping. I'm a design student at Cornish College of the Arts.
