For a moment,a singlebut beautiful one,the one-day fly hopes.And the butterfly,magical in itself,she doesn’t even knowshe is creating a fullbutterfly effect.The yellow-sun bee,she has been buildingall her lifeand barefoot treads
Day: August 4, 2022
poem by Anna McEnultypoem by Anna McEnulty
Anna McEnulty writes a poem of love and loss