Sometimes life gets
Blurry
Slurry
On and on all whisper whirry
Such it happens and
this is when
I go to walk betwixt the trees
Follow dancing’s of the breeze
Until I feel
Alive again.
Live among the wild violets
Soak myself in golden twilights
Feel the rough
Feel the smooth
Watch the shadows as they move
Free my thoughts
Free my hands
Until I feel
Alive again.
-Millie Florence
This is very relatable! Especially as a teen.
I am reading your book Honey Butter and it has really inspired my writing and influenced my style! You inspire me as a teen author and I can’t wait to publish my first novel.
Aww thank you so much! I’m so glad you’re enjoying Honey Butter—and the poem! XD Keep writing!