Swell Time

Moving forward, just not sure where we're going, but at least we're having a swell time when we do it.



Her eyes, her smile, her walk.

Ease of being in a crowded room,

Able to make you feel like the center of the universe.

Carefree attitude,

Laughter that incites more laughter,

Confidence, that she allows other to borrow.

Her voice, her words, her dreams.




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This entry was posted on March 12, 2018 by in poem, Uncategorized, women and tagged , , , , , , , , .
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