Life is a green meadow where green grasses grow. Some are tall bushes; some are just short weeds. No matter the length, no matter the size. Each one has a story; each one has roots. All are rooted to the humble earth, and all are under the radiant sky.
A/N :
Hi dear readers! This poetry book was titled Wandering Quill before, but because I'm a capricious weirdo, I suddenly decided to revise it. I wanted to classify my poems into certain categories. This is an unplanned, out-of-the blue idea, but I really hope you will still like it. :)
Green Meadows is the lighter side of my poetry.
And for those who have read Torn Pages (a collab between me and my friend mia), I will not publish them anymore in this book. But it is posted in our collab account moonwrecks.. It still bears the same title. Mia and I have decided to put them in one book. Hope you will all like it. :)
Thank you for reading guys :)
-Yui
*I do not own the pictures on my covers. My friend found them online and put words into them. Credit goes to the real owner.
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Green Meadows
PoetryLife is a green meadow where green grasses grow. Some are tall bushes; some are just short weeds. No matter the length, no matter the size. Each one has a story; each one has roots. All are rooted to the humble earth, and all are under the radiant s...
