Doomed pages I had, Ink went dry, Sleeping mind, tired at times, Confiscated life. Okay, I thought, Very well, worth a shot, Empty hours existed, Reignite pages. Prompts came along, Restless, day after day, Opening all doors, Mortal Words I had to say, Perfectly composed for all to read, Thirty days passed by, Silky smooth, … Continue reading Gratitude!
Gratitude!
The Poetic Prism 