That thing
I read that thing
That thing of her everything
She wrote it from her heart
Heart feelings in the form of art
Along my reading
My heart is aching
I keep questioning
Why my tears are falling
Then I realize something
I never expressed my feeling
That thing so called gratitude
Never because of my attitude
YOU ARE READING
Don't Mind It In The Form Of Art
PoetryCan I tell you something? But promise me not to tell which is which
