I want to linger here in the Spring...when all is bright and beautiful.
Tag: micro poem
Isolation
Four walls. One window. One door. no one in; no one out! Isolation . . .
Inside
Blossoms everywhere, blue skies, and warmer weather, yet inside we sit.
Sunshine
The way he looks at me makes me feel like sunshine... the world melts away.
Pluck
Overbearing weeds push their way through your garden, so be swift and pluck.
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