Poetry: Untitled

https://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/js/adsbygoogle.js As the leaves from spring trees tire and flutter to the ground, somewhere waves are crashing and wind whispers all around. The thoughts that drift inside her mind were never quite as clear as the day when every single thought lingered somewhere near. Everything was going great and nothing could go wrong. It wasContinue reading “Poetry: Untitled”