I am sitting by the lake,
with a basket of blueberry cheesecake.
the slimy,slippery mud under my feet.
Like the colourful clay dough,so clean and neat.
Somewhat brown and brick red,
cotton white clouds shaped like stuffed toys above my head.
Turquoise blue green water,
the fresh grass,lemon moss matches her.
The smell,wind and weather,
gives off a vibe altogether.
I engraved in some pebbles,rocks and stone.
Scrolling through my Pinterest on my phone.
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Rose garden that grew within me✔
PoetryI literally remember those days when I had this sort of conversation with my sister over the phone: "guess what?" "lemme guess another new poem!".🥀 and then we scream 'Yay' in our own world of happiness. I re-read some of my favourites among these...
