Escape the world in the sights and serenity The hummingbirds stop by and birds sing a melody The roses nearby create aromas divine I desire to escape in this private world of mine

more time would be nice but less is also sexy it fuels the longing

My hair is crown, its a lasting impression, But not when I wake up, its a scary ovation. It takes all night to get it this good, I aught to market it, that I should. Sometimes in the mirror I scare myself, I think who…

so everyone wrote on my facebook page but you who ignores birthdays

The struggle is real loathing dreading anticipating pushing but in the end winning ~ism  

we were innocent souls on the corner selling lemonade for a quarter handing out kindness and smiles for free one afternoon my three friends and me we were suppose to be raising money for our treehouse we wanted furniture and curtains to adorn the space…

more than you are now lives strong that old memory that i should release

I don’t like bees, They make me shout, They make me run when I am out. They pressure me into staying inside, they make me always run and hide I don’t like them even though their good, For the environment and all of the things…

My kitchen is small and warm Just big enough for me and my Sasha. She’s all that I need in my little kitchen She is my dog, I don’t people around She’s all that I need: My Sasha… Antoinette LeRoux © 2016 My Sasha, now…

North and east the windows face. Wallpapered in white with yellow, blue and red – tiny flower pattern-not “me”- the walls originally done for a 9 year old girl – I hope one day to paint all the walls flat white so I may write…