When I was young,
I loved taking walks across the fields,
The grass was tall and green,
Laughing with my bestfriend,
I would make shapes out of the grey clouds ,
Staring at the beautiful vast sky,
Going back home ,
I would bend down to pluck a flower,
Beautiful and fragile it was,
With it's soft white petals,
It would adorn my small head.
Submitted: April 18, 2022
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Tue, April 19th, 2022 4:44pm
Some peaceful childhood memories there.. ! Touching poem Grace ,enjoyed it .
Sat, May 7th, 2022 8:59am
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Thanks for reading and for the review , truly appreciate it.
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BEAUTIFUL
Tue, April 19th, 2022 1:20amAuthor
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Thanks !
Tue, April 19th, 2022 12:30am