Cozy cafe views
The warm winter memories
The time spent with you
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What Lies Beneath the Wildflowers (my poems)
Poésie"Why do I continue to love with a broken heart?" On the surface all one can see is vibrant colors of wildflowers spreading across the grass, not the darkened soil beneath. Nobody sees the toil and the pain in which these flowers bloom, because these...
Coffee (A Haiku)
Cozy cafe views
The warm winter memories
The time spent with you
