in the summer sun
i lay out in the fresh air
on the ground that's no longer covered in snow
i look for my old snowmen friends
but there's no trace of them
except cold puddles next to me
of where they used to be
This will be the final poem I add to this collection. Being able to express my thoughts and emotions here has been so comforting, and I hope you have liked reading them!<3
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'alone'- poetry
Poetry"and like the moon, we must go through phases of emptiness to feel full again" some of these poems will be from my other poem book 'inside me' and 'short poems.
