Part Of Our Former Spontaneity Poem by james watkin

Part Of Our Former Spontaneity



Quick to tears, but as prompt cloud-lifting
Manifest the sun, smiling!
Eyes that once showed embarressment's lack.
With nothing so forced, bright in.

Sunday, December 6, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood ,emotions,eyes
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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