
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 π
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So beautiful Missy! π π
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Thank you
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