pride a smile
you carry for another
a spoken………….token
if declared
held hard to the heart
Explore:
a poet's playground
More from the playground:
restoration
lost
in a warp of time
a zone unfamiliar
but so perfectly real
stolen from someone else’s path
wrapped up in a cloak of grey
the field beckoned
to be walked upon
to be laid on
whisking up memories
that tormented the heart
that clung to the brain
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