To add a little cheer to my not-so-cheery Monday morning a boy at work whipped up a poem, about and for me. Not gonna lie, it made me feel a little bit special.
You stroll through the day
Like the way a warm summer breeze
Caresses the blades of grass of the green fields
And makes them dance.
Short, sweet, and not too flowery. Just the way I like my poetry.
2 comments:
oh. this is perfect.
really.
Haha! That is so cute. I love it. I need to find myself a poem writer!
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