Poem -
Pounded with intuition
~~As the rain still trickles down, on top of a mountain without a frown..
Ā A thought comes to mind, it's serene and enchanted and caught in the nick of time..
Ā Pounded with intuition, the thoughts are thick and deep, extreme wits on this mission, with the grim reaper no longer in reach..
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Comments
Lily Mae
Thank you, and that is so true.
so many yesterdays have paved the way:)