2021–01–31
I bought a beast. I couldn’t bring myself to cut its hair, nor water it properly in the August…
30 January 2021 Saturday Poetry Prompt: thinking out loud
blessed are the journey takers for theirs is a stairway unending
He searches for you
through unplowed fields
It was in the little things the most.The cup of tea,The “drive safely”,Or checking on you when you were asleep.They…