My Aurora Borealis
Melodious Sanctuary
💐For My Mum💐
She is solid sunshine. A flower always in bloom, never losing her petals.
Every moment with her is origami - something as simple as a plain piece of paper turning into something intricately fascinating.
Her conversations harbour the escapism of a fantasy novel and the comfort of a campfire.
If she is the flame, happiness is the moth; drawn to her.
She is the melodious sanctuary of a willy wagtail’s singing. The warmth of watching snowflakes fall in layers on the other side of foggy glass.
She is my Northern Lights. A one of a kind, naturally occurring light show. If I am a falling star, she is the sea that breaks my fall.
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About the Creator
Poppy
poetry in progress
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