August 6, 2020
The grass rustled gently in the August breeze
Tickling my legs
The meadow was dotted with daisies
Their shinny centers beamed at me
The sky deep blue
The sun basked on my face
As I laid on my handmade blanket
There's something about the meadow
That relax my psyche
Mother nature knows how
To make her species feel at home
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1 AM Reminders
PoetryAwards: 3rd place in poetry Shimmer Awards (September 2020) Highest Ranks - #1 -Poem [July 30,2020] #2-Poet [October 4, 2020] #1-Poemcollection(August 5, 2020) #4 Poetry (August 8, 2020) #2-thoughts Cover by @salonisaran
