3 brown girls on a red couch hiding from the gray sky
1 human
2 dogs
Silently cuddling
One sits on my feet, its warm
She is small but named after a large peaceful Willow tree
She finds joy in just being nearby
The other sits nestled under my arm
Large but delicate and sensitive like a Lily
I love these moments
3 brown girls on a red couch hiding from a gray sky
There’s a gentle love in the air
Unspoken but felt
Its the reason they sit with me while I write
Its the reason I don’t move
Even when my feet are numb and my arm is tired
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Imani Walton
I used to write all the time and someway, somehow lost my way. Here’s me finding my passion again! I hope you enjoy
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I love this poem! It's so beautiful and heartwarming, and the imagery is so vivid.
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