A community, a place where we belong,
A gathering of people, a beautiful song.
With diverse backgrounds and opinions to share,
We come together, with love and care.
A bond that's stronger than any might,
A place where we lift each other up and make everything right.
A community is more than just a neighborhood,
It's a family, a home, a place of good.
With open arms, we welcome one and all,
And together we stand, no matter the fall.
For a community is a treasure so rare,
A place where we find love, joy, and care.
About the Creator
Smart phones, Humans and Aliens.
WARNING. I will be tapping into one of your favorite creative tensions: The absurdity of humans worshipping their glowing rectangles as if they were tiny oracles. There’s something deliciously poetic about that contradiction, and it lends itself beautifully to an instructive proviso.
By Novel Allen5 days ago in Poets
Miss Persephone's Manual to a Seemingly Ordinary Life
Miss Persephone was found at the dining table, her blue eyes swollen, her tears arriving and retreating like the tides of the ocean. Earlier that day, her family had visited her in the retirement home where she had lived for eight years. It was her eightieth birthday.
By Imola Tóth6 days ago in Fiction
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.