That One Day
That one day,
we walked down
to that old lane,
stopped to the woods,
grabbed your hand,
and wrote my name.
Seasons made this vibrant memory fade,
but I will always remember;
and all of those colorful days
we made.
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Into the Deep
PoetryLet this book submerge you with heartaches, drown you with traces of the past, flood you with self-wonders, wash you with waves of healing, immerse you with romance, and fill you up with colors, but only if you dive into this ocean of poetry and le...
