I am looking for all the daisies in winter,
Some kind of hope for the future
Some kind of sign
That letting you go was not a mistake.
I am holding on
To all the torn little petals
The ones that told me you loved me
In case there is hope
That we will be together again.
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November- #aseverythingturnsgrey
PoetryIn the month of November, writers Kat Savage and J.R. Rogue are hosting a series of writing prompts called #aseverythingturnsgrey . These are my contributions. Enjoy!
