Pier Hearts part 1

Peace felt 

Love helped

Happiness gave

Forgetfulness my cave

The rough wooden planks undder my feet

The sun rising as i have a front row seat

The cool breeze across my cheeks 

The waves clashing beneath the seagals beaks

Walking, talking, from a far so soft 

Navy pier 2013 summer away from the loft

This poem is about: 
Me
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Comments

chiaraspalding

part 2 to peir hearts will be posted momentarily

c.m

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