A rush to the finish line
A hurried walk
A mad dash to nowhere
Instead, I wish you loved me slowly
A saunter through the streets
A stroll through a park
The care that grows gardens
#poem #feelingpoetic
A rush to the finish line
A hurried walk
A mad dash to nowhere
Instead, I wish you loved me slowly
A saunter through the streets
A stroll through a park
The care that grows gardens
#poem #feelingpoetic