She woke up to the melodic sound of birds, and a peacefulness in her mind. With arms stretched high, she screeched a yawn and dangled her feet from the bed. Her only agenda for the day was to write something beautiful. What lovely world would she visit today?
Written by Jennifer Fifield
Image by Unsplash
The characters within
possess such flare
part of your world now
cannot help but stare
will not put you down
next time I look out
my, another town!
Jennifer A. Fifield
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