I have a river full of words
A letter with a drop
I see a rock with all the shelter
To a missing hope
I feel the drift upon me waving
To the mine of hoards
And as the skies of shine receive
A unicorn's galore!
I taste the sweetness of honeycombs
In hinders ought reformed
I smell the fragrance of the raining ,
flow of a colloquy
The sunlight's widely beaming rays
of ones validity
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A Series of Short Poems -3 Lilli Rose
PoetryA series where each element of nature represents a role and follows a trail of change.