Found Poetry from source: “Flowers In The Attic”
by VC Andrews (pg 24-26 iBook version).
There’s a milestone,
pale and shallow,
stars and breezes
stretch to an end,
and that’s
what dead feels like.
for PA’s Writers’ Digest PAD, Day 12 “The Art of”
The Art of Time Wasting
Time slipped
off our shoulders.
No rush.
We sat at the window
in bucketfuls of sunshine
that never ventured
into dark places.
That day was as good
as possibilities are endless.
©️ Misky 2019
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