Wildflowers Poem by Rebecca Navarre

Wildflowers

Rating: 5.0


Picking wildflowers, all afternoon.
Evening sun is setting in, colors
beganing to bloom. Someday's, I pray
there's room. I get so lost. And someday's
the winds only play, such melancholy tunes.

Sunday, April 29, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: depression
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 29 April 2018

Evening sun sets and colours of light rays float in mind and emotion. Perception of evening is very brilliantly brought up ahead. This poem is very neatly expressed with excellent wording....10

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Rebecca Navarre 01 May 2018

Thank You! ! ! Kumarmani, For Such A Beautifully Kind Reply! ! ! ! ! Your Poetry With Ever Such Beautiful Depth And Description Is So Inspirationally Written! ! ! ! ! Thank You Again Ever So Much! ! ! ! ! Ever So Many Blessings! ! ! ! ! And Smiles! ! ! ! !

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