When You Can Read My Mind Poem by puti ira

When You Can Read My Mind



when smoke hugs
still waters bidding
quiet good mornings.
when sunshine gently
wakes the sleepy flowers.
my favorite time is
when you can read
my mind...

Sunday, November 18, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: flower,mind,morning,sleep,sunshine,time
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