There was a girl today
with daisies in her hair
and honey in her words.
Her smiles were planting seeds
in everybody's hearts
and while her fingers
were getting dirty
playing in people's mud
she thought about her own garden
and if she'll ever get it back.
YOU ARE READING
After He Left
PoetryAfter you left, I wrote you poems that you'll never get to read. Now you're still gone and I'm still writing the words you never got to hear. -------------- The poems are somehow connected, although they can be read alone. This book was actually in...
