Smiling Poem by Natalie B

Smiling

From teenagers hour the cliff starting to smile at me. But I haven't smiled back, expect from the past few years.
The river asked me for a kiss.
The knife looks like he wanted to see me shine.
Since I started to smile back and wanting to give kisses, they are nice to me and want me to join

Tuesday, December 5, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: kiss,river,smile
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