And then I heard it. His laughter.
As calm as the brooks that cuts through the forest.
As beautiful as the midnight skies that sometimes is obscurest.
As warm as the morning sun that shines bright through the window.
As lush and mellow as the leaves of the willow.
In his laughter I heard mine. I heard the hum my heart made.
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Pieces of Me
RandomA collection of poems that I believe are the essence of me and my truth. It encapsulates my love, my thoughts and so essentially they are the pieces of me. I hope you find them soulful just as I do.
