A lonely night it seems
A tiring one actually.
Taking a walk home
I am but a single soul.
Then I passed by this vendor
When I was nearing home.
He sells a sweet, fluffly thing
Excited buyers surround him.
One person came to mind
A picture of her I imagined
Standing there, smiling widely
Waiting for her cotton candy.
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My Heart Speaks
PoetryA collection of poems that suddenly came to mind and written without much thinking. It tackles about different topics. A place for my poems that are out of place. :") Enjoy reading! God bless your heart.
