A poem about our purpose. We know what it's about. But do we really know? The poem is kind of a conversation with myself. Trying to figure out my purpose.
A poem about our purpose. We know what it's about. But do we really know? The poem is kind of a conversation with myself. Trying to figure out my purpose.
Poems that twine thread around the broken bits of a soul, that fling umbrella lips into beaming buckets and kind of just make you want to say, "life is beautiful, isn't it?" - a totally unbiased revi...