With every step,
Every click of success
Since I was 6
You took my tiny , soft hands
Into your palms
And kissed my forehead
Said "you are going to be so big
I believe in you , my little chick"
YOU ARE READING
A Hopeful Romantic
PoesiaIt was never hopeless, when it is raw It's always hopeful, just so you saw On the forming pieces of something lost, words can fill the vow. As souls come along, ropes hang low. You and I, might be the reason for a while. In the day dream, can friend...
