Not Really Poetry

I don’t really write poetry.
Just past dreams,
future thoughts,
affirmations of presence;
memories of today
created
in each moment.

Author: kayfucius

35. Wife and mom of 3. Writer. Zentrovert. Aspiring Engineer. Resident Badass. View All Posts

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