Some sorrow is deep-rooted like a hickory tree.
Your eyes are downcast but less blue than the sea.
Seems like forever since you've viewed greenery.
Would you need sunglasses to admire the scenery?
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We'll stroll in the evening when the lights are low.
It takes time to readjust to happiness, you know.
With luck, we'll be thrown off by a playful breeze.
Friendship is deep-rooted and robust like oak trees.
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Grains of Graphite Book 1
PoezieGrains of Graphite is a North American poetry collection focusing on a wide range of emotions, many of which are intimate.
