The Yellow - Poem
Pearls of happiness,
Strung on that lovely curls.
From beyond and far,
They seek for that laughter.
Worth a million,
And kept in a safe.
The thread to life,
How dearly I will miss.
The flowery tone,
Plays a harp near the sea.
For all I possess,
Is nothing but this surreal bond.
Beautiful poem
Regards @crafter
Thank you for saying that:)
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