Word String
My life in a measure
There is a small thread
So tiny yet full of dread
My life in a measure
This holds me together
But with each passing day
The tiny thread gives way
With every lapse
The bare thread snaps
Yet, it holds on
Fraying with each yawn
Confusion overcomes
A vivid memory tugs
A planter of daffodils
My string stills
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Caroline Robertson's, books are beloved by both adults and children alike for their illustrations and engaging stories. She takes readers on an adventure, giving them the opportunity to explore different cultures, settings, and characters.
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