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
© Copyright 2023 annemarie-Bella. All rights reserved.
Comments
Facebook Comments
More Poetry Poems
Discover New Books
Boosted Content from Other Authors
Book / Action and Adventure
Book / Literary Fiction
Book / Thrillers
Boosted Content from Premium Members
Book / Commercial Fiction
Book / Religion and Spirituality
Short Story / Children Stories
Book / Religion and Spirituality
Other Content by annemarie-Bella
Poem / Poetry
Poem / Poetry
Poem / Poetry
Bert Broomberg
Good poem, again.
Wed, September 2nd, 2020 2:57pm