
The man who once regarded me as spring
has long had his own summer
I live in his promise of spring flowers
No flower has bloomed so far
About the Creator
Lucian
I focus on creating stories for readers around the world

The man who once regarded me as spring
has long had his own summer
I live in his promise of spring flowers
No flower has bloomed so far
I focus on creating stories for readers around the world
Comments (1)
That was so poignant. Loved your poem!