That day, riding my bicycle,
Park with trees, pathways,
World, sky, people,
All seemed to tumble and fall
In my chest.
Endlessly.
©theoandmira.com & Andreea Garden 2016
Cycling feeling
Published
Poetry of living
Poetry of living
That day, riding my bicycle,
Park with trees, pathways,
World, sky, people,
All seemed to tumble and fall
In my chest.
Endlessly.
©theoandmira.com & Andreea Garden 2016
