Fairy-Tale-Like Poem by Martha Marcy

Fairy-Tale-Like

I remember those nights when my mother read me fairy tales,
I would fall asleep in clean white sheets,
dreaming dreams
outside, the wind swayed the branches.
Back then, nothing felt as fairy-tale-like
as the morning
that began with pearl-colored
milk.

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Timber Koleden 28 May 2025

A nice poem with vivid imagery!

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