All they sawWas an old house,Not many thoughtIt felt like home. As I looked onFrom afar now,Inside they stoodDrenched in love. Sharing secretsAnd stories made up;Of magic carpets,And talking teacups. Of flying rickshaws,Like daddy owns;Playing hopscotch,With old gemstones. With each story,The laughter grew,And as I watched,My hopes renewed. Asked they to me,When I went inside,Of … Read more Secrets from afar… #WednesdayVerses
A poem written for the Wednesday Verses image prompt for this week.
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