If I were to climba mountain what then? Keep on,find another climb
Morning offering the first breath, chill of daybreak be filled, embrace light.
I wipe the sleep frommy eyes and think of You, mydearest, come closer.
This week, for National Poetry Month, I am sharing work from Three Line Poetry from Prolific Press.
Honored to be part of this anthology. You can order your copy at the link. https://moonstone-arts-center.square.site/product/national-be-nasty-day-and-international-women-s-day/265?cs=true&cst=custom
for you women