Tuesday, January 3, 2023

Her Perfect World


Her Perfect World
by Lord R.e. Taylor

She is a true city girl
Living and working in concrete and glass
But her spirit lives a world away
Where trees and grasses grow
Whenever she sleeps
Her eyes close and she smells the fresh air
She sees creatures who could never live in her world
They come to welcome her as a friend
And, for the moment, her life is perfect

© Poem – I/III/MMXXII
LRET


 

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