Poetry

Golden hour at the lea

laughter in meadows

summers true heft stalks my soul

rewards in a smile

laughter in meadows

summers true heft stalks my soul

rewards in a smile

-Eugenia

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"Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words." - Robert Frost

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