The moon is bright, the breeze is sweet,
As sand and water touch her feet.
Away from life and busy ways,
She thinks of all her younger days.
She missed the joy of simple things,
The magic that a childhood brings.
She longs for home, for friends and love,
Under the silver stars above.
Too many years were just a chore,
A routine life and nothing more.
But in this peace, she starts to feel
That life is soft, and life is real.
~SIENNA GREY🌙✨❤️🩹
After reading the poem i literally got tears in my eyes and I really love the way sienna handle the deep words and perfect placements of every sentences and thanks for bringing your writing into this world🤗
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