
On a draft, she started to write,
A poem drifting in the night.
Words danced like leaves in the breeze,
Her thoughts took shape with heartfelt ease.
A place to show my work

On a draft, she started to write,
A poem drifting in the night.
Words danced like leaves in the breeze,
Her thoughts took shape with heartfelt ease.
I think she wrote a lovely draft 😊
😊
So beautiful Missy! 🙂 🙂
Thank you