You were that captain in my fairytale.
You taught me how to feel the waves with every sail.
You taught me how to stir through the winds.
You taught me that every journey has an end.
ESTÀS LLEGINT
Green Meadows
PoesiaLife 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...
