Treat to my eyes
No matter it's size
No matter it's shape
Weather it reaches
Towards the constellations
And unknown galaxies above
Or leans in toward
The familiar morning dew
The beauty of coils
Always has me in awe
It's such a wondrous view
- Lila Moore
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POETRY: Flow
PoetryOriginal Poems that flow from the heart. Words of encouragement, lessons I've learned, and things that make me [and hopefully you] smile.
