If I were to be anything but real then what would I be?

A heavenly flower with delicate petals blowing in the wind or a moss covered rock gently nestled under a babbling brook.

Natures true form of perfection but always left untouched.

Submitted: September 02, 2020

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Bert Broomberg

Good poem, again.

Wed, September 2nd, 2020 2:57pm

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