Small Gems, a poem
Hello Poetteers,
Seeing this week's prompt was perfect. I was just looking through some old poems I've written almost 5 years ago. The prompt was to find an old poem and rewrite it. Here is the revised version:
Small Gems
It's hard to find
the meadows and empty roadsbut when I do my heart growsI can let the windows down play my music loudand dance in the headlightshave a picnic in the fieldshare it with those I love.
(it was originally written in June of 2011).
Love,
Fida
Seeing this week's prompt was perfect. I was just looking through some old poems I've written almost 5 years ago. The prompt was to find an old poem and rewrite it. Here is the revised version:
Small Gems
It's hard to find
the meadows and empty roadsbut when I do my heart growsI can let the windows down play my music loudand dance in the headlightshave a picnic in the fieldshare it with those I love.
(it was originally written in June of 2011).
Love,
Fida
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