Linda Blue
'...going back someday, come what may'
Yes, the evening tide
takes away the hurt inside
oh, my blue Haiku
About the Creator
Rebecca Ridsdale
she/her
Earthy and funny. Intense and structured. Poetry is passion. The rest is practice.
Owner of Four Truth Wellness and Soul Travel Hypnosis
https://www.fourtruthhypnosis.com/ and https://soultravelhypnosis.com/
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