because the sunlight doesn’t quite reach her skin

,

this poem is
a mossy old oak
falling in a forest
with no one
near
……………..to
…….hear.

..

in april, we poem. even on days we don’t wanna. 

 

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2 Responses to because the sunlight doesn’t quite reach her skin

  1. lifelessons says:

    I love your title. A poem in its own right.

  2. Ah, your beautiful words. I’m glad you poem, even when you don’t want to, that the rest may be blessed! ❤️

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