My own Paradise
I'm a senior in college who loves writing in my free time (the very, VERY little I have of it). Looking to get any and all feedback about my work.
The grass is soft, tenderly kissing my feet
The air is sweet, warmly caressing my arms
Birds laugh and sing of bliss
Here I am, on my own
The sky is a brilliant blue and crystal clear
Rolling hills of multicolors stretch all around
Miles and miles pass by
Here I stand; my own paradise
I smile beneath the gentle sun
All the answers I do not have
But faith and trust in myself
Can get me where I need to go
No prequels yet. Why not write one?
No sequels yet. Why not write one?
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A Gypsy Heart