i continue on my walk
as the rain starts to fall
turning towards your house
trying not to slip
i arrive and see
a matching smile
you grab my hand and we run
as i bite my lip
we find a willow tree
sad and drooping
i spot a tire swing
and we fly and twist
we walk back home
you are sad
the fun is over
i give you a warming kiss
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Author:
Nadia (
Offline) - Published: April 17th, 2022 19:43
- Category: Love
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Comments3
very cute poem 🙂
A nicely expressed poem
what a comforting read
your tempo and wording is so enticing..
thanks for sharing
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