A little girl swings beneath an oak tree,
Her blonde curls trail behind her as she glides through the air.
She listens as the wind whooshes past her ears and it reminds her of her mother's steady breath.
The little girl laughs and sings as she skips rocks along the pond and jumps with glee whenever the stone bounces upon the surface of the water, leaving a trail of ripples.
The little girl soon gets bored and begins chasing butterflies through an open field filled with wild flowers and grass. She pounces and bounces as she shrieks in delight, however the child's movements soon begin to slow and the girl starts to rub her eyes.
Taking one last glance at the world around her, the young girl begins to make her way back to the house where her mother awaits with a loving smile and a freshly drawn bath.
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Raw Heart
PuisiThis is a book dedicated to poems that were created straight from the heart and mind. They are filled with my current emotions and thoughts at the time of writing and are unapologetically raw. I hope you enjoy. ^_^ Book cover credited to the amazing...
