To make yourself truly heard
To transfer the passion into words…..
Think….
Take a breath….
Then speak.
Now you try.
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Category: Poetry
Ariella
The sound rose out of the garden,
It grew from soft, swift fluttering to deep deep beats.
Where was the source, the enchanter.
My head flicked from side to side, then I peaked over the mossy wall…there!
Light up on her toes, sampling the dew filled clover.
The fairy princess, Ariella.
