Can we see our happines, beyond the colors?
Can we see what makes our eyes glisten with sparkles that flows?
For I am just an English women
Who tried to look at the edge of the rainbow
Found none, but silence in your eyes
YOU ARE READING
One Hundred Fifty
RandomFifty, Fifty, Fifty A writing challenge for myself is to create fifty poems, fifty essays, and fifty one-shot stories, every single prekeng day to make it a hundred and fifty days of honing my skills and giving sparks to my interest. Here's the deal...
