When the strawberry season comes
You come with a happy face
"I love strawberries", you said
You never know
About the strawberries that I gave
I put poison in it
A spell to foster love
I mentioned it,
Poisonous Strawberries 🍓
-Spring Holiday
YOU ARE READING
a Cup of Imperfect Poetry
PoetryThere will always be imperfection that will be filled with unexpected things. And that is you. Someone who completes a part of my life.
