Wednesday, 18 April 2018

NaPoWriMo Day 18

Hello Readers,

Welcome to day 18 of my NaPoWriMo poetry writing challenge. Today's poem was inspired by my morning walk in the spring sun.



A Beautiful Idea of death

A breeze sweeps through my hair,
Like a delicately balanced comb,
As I stroll without a care,
My feet finding their home,
I'm playing in the clouds above,
As I dance in the sky,
Overcome with joy and love,
I was born to fly.

Thanks for reading,
Louise.

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