Never wanted to pollinate
every pretty flower along
the path. Always wanted just one
garden, with one rose, to attend to
and watch bloom, endlessly.
Never wanted to pollinate
every pretty flower along
the path. Always wanted just one
garden, with one rose, to attend to
and watch bloom, endlessly.
Until I know this sure uncertainty, I'll entertain the offered fallacy.
A world without empathy is black and white. Pause to reflect upon life.
I tell stories here. This is a story of a hopelessly sentimental young woman in love with words, who's silly enough to be hopeful that one day, her words might change the world. Stories matter, stories can change how we perceive our world, so let me tell you a story..
I write.
If you can feel, then you can write
Pouring thoughts onto pages.
Some thoughts need to come out
poetry to heal the heart
Beautifully penned!
Thanks!
Lovely lines.
Thanks so much.
Beautiful metaphor.
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Very seductive and sweet, yet another treat.
Thanks so much for stopping by! Hope you’re doing well!
I love this poem💖, it remains me of “The Little Prince” by Yves Saint-Exupery🌹
Thanks. Glad to hear this. It’s so interesting how memories work and how one thing brings out another.
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Love this one.
So sweet