The elegance of a swan graceful over water. The color of crisp snow on a summer day. Black and white as the crystals graze over its wings. Each of us a swan swimming a fragile dance. We walk on glass shards. This is us. Swans. Beautiful but fragile like glass. We see beauty in our water land that reflects the sky above. We will break in the end but before then,we are alive as we shine. We have the blue domain above us shining with the sun and hope for a new day. We are swans white and pure dancing the dance of life.
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Poems
PoetryYay! My fav! I love writing poems and I have a little dusty journal with pages full of short poems so here it is... Hope you like it!