Sometimes
I miss
Skipping
down the block
on a warm spring day
to the soundtrack
of birds chirping.
Sometimes
I miss
Skipping
down the block
on a warm spring day
to the soundtrack
of birds chirping.
But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for
23 years old girl travelling solo on a motorcycle.
Life as an Ambulatory Equine Veterinarian
Find Your Number
Every now and then my head is racing with thoughts so I put pen to paper
Apologies for my apologies
words and music
From soul to soul
Irreverence's Glittering New Low!
Sounds like your heart still enjoys a good skip. Wonderful poem. – tsk
Thank you! Clever line with the heart