Pride in our courage: A poem 

I could fall like space junk, hard  but never hurt, in memories’ backyard  And rediscover your childhood, so fragrant  and enchanting like a beauty pageant  I stick these little stickers  on the shine of fleeting moments’ mirrors   and they have outlasted every grief  like undying wishes, but whose lyrics are brief   The bridges to thatContinue reading “Pride in our courage: A poem “