Spirit week brings
a day of dressing up
as places you'll go
one day...
hopefully...
and I pray you do.
She dons a beret
and draws on
a small
swirly
mustache
just under her freckled nose.
Her childlike version
of Paris
smiles back at her
from the mirror.
The piece de resistance
a baguette,
carried in hand,
as she utters,
with graveled voice,
the only word she knows
in French,
Bonjour!
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Ellie Hoovs
Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.
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Comments (2)
Nice one ✍️🌺🌺🌺
Great job keep it up