Blooms in Indigo
Every day poems from a very ordinary aspiring poet
Wednesday, January 31, 2018
observations of a young new mother
Wavy wintertime
his little hair creates
a break in the rain that’s falling
before the chocolate is consumed
by his little milky teeth
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