A collection of poems
Wanted to sit and process some stuff so just started writing
I feel like writing again - a Haiku
Sitting in the sun
My favourite writing spot
I’ve cried a lot here
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Prides here
Like birthdays that make time feel like it stops
Big reoccurring celebrations always bring me back a year
To when it happened last
If it was a happy memory
I become sad in knowing that
as soon as it had passed
It became something I lost
If it was sad
I just feel it again
And the present becomes a time
Of mourning
It’s been a year
And I look back
And I just sit
In grief and celebration
About the Creator
Tuli
Hi, I hope you feel something from my poetry.
I write primarily for the gracious generation born to lost caregivers
May you one day be inundated with the flowers you always deserved
I also dabble in the genres of the random and corny :)
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