Hope is what guided us through our constant cycle of creation and destruction, of love and hate, and of our hearts and our minds.
Posted in response to the challenge Sentence.
Hope is what guided us through our constant cycle of creation and destruction, of love and hate, and of our hearts and our minds.
Posted in response to the challenge Sentence.
The sun's glitter and
soft kisses from butterflies;
My heart fluttering.
I felt pretty this morning, and
Danced around the room to
Girls Just Want to Have Fun
In my skirt and polo, and
Tried to brush my hair while still
When rain bounces off the windshield
In patterns,
Drumming to the sky’s heartbeat
In soft thrums,
I begin to think and
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