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The Heart of the Everglade
Once upon a time, hidden deep within an ancient forest, there lay a magical grove where reality itself was as fluid as the streams that danced through the trees. This was the Everglade, where everything was possible, and wonder was woven into every blade of grass, every glistening dew drop, and every whispering leaf. Here, the forest was alive in ways even the wildest dreams could hardly imagine.
By Honey Singhabout a year ago in Poets
Whiskers and the Midnight Journey
Whiskers, a sleek tabby with piercing green eyes, lived in a small house on the edge of the forest. She was a cat of adventure, known throughout the neighborhood for her curious nature and her penchant for slipping away into the wilds of the woods that lay just beyond her doorstep. Every day, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Whiskers would slip out the door, her tail flicking in excitement, to explore the mysteries that awaited her under the moonlight.
By Honey Singhabout a year ago in Poets
My Heart
My Heart My heart is gentle and loves to love. It loves life, loves beauty, and it would wither if it could not love. A friend to all who love, my heart knows no hatred but can be angered and then made peaceful. It cannot sever ties; it’s too delicate, and to cut off love would be to cut itself. It feels wounded and could die, its spirit revived only by the grace of those it holds dear.
By Ali Sadeek Ahmedabout a year ago in Poets
