Poetry is soft and light, a moonbeam to the soul. Its song oft bears resemblance to the larger, broken whole. My life revolves around my heart, my mind is much adrift. But loves the tie that binds my art when my sanitys jumped the ship.
12/26/2001
Posted on 12/26/2001Copyright © 2024 Leandra K Brossard
very pretty, the ending is cleverly expressed.