Author's Note: hello, hello guys! Haven't seen you guys since (technically) last year. This poetry book is going to be filled to the brim with happy poetry, hopefully so full that laughter and smiles will spill over the edge. This may be a challenge for me, as I'm used to writing more melancholic poetry. If you are looking for sad and depressing poetry from me of the past, check out my other poetry book Fake Flowers. And with that, I'm ready to start a new poetic adventure!
She peers over the edge
Of the garden
Like it's an entire ocean
Filled with treasure
And she is an explorer,
Shovel in her hands.
The best part though,
Is that all of the flowers are
Alive, all breathing.
YOU ARE READING
Goodbye, Pastel
PoetryI wonder is you can feel it too- The discrete pockets of sunlight Slipping through on dreary days; It warms my skin and fuels my smile. I'll keep the garden, After all. {Sequel to Fake Flowers}
