The lotus of peace,
unloads our grief.
It's like talking to yesterday,
to try and find,
how to mend our ways.
We sing and make art,
to express our smiles.
We hug and laugh,
to make hapiness stay awhile.
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Lotus Pond
PoetryThank you, my friend, Zoe. You inspired me to try my hand at poetry, even though I'll never be as good at it as you. And thank you supporters. This was my first book on Wattpad, and I wrote it at age 11 or 12, I forget. If you see updated beside a t...
