Sunday, March 3, 2024

Poetry- The White Shoes

The White Shoes
The White bird
move across the lake
finding their rhythm
diving into the waters
dipping in their laughs and 
hiding their marks

The White shoes
The white bird
slipping through the blue waters
smiling at their own stories
moved across their path
finding their rhythm

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