As I set foot upon the new land
My broken heart in my hand
I promised myself something new.
I'd come back to this new land
I'd set my feet in the grass
and wiggle my toes through the blades
In my hand,
The love of my life would be there.
This new land,
Is all around the world.
I will travel the world,
with the love of my life in my hands.
k.l.m
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Bucket List
PoetrySometimes it's just better to think of a brighter future (6th Poetry Book)