In my room

Tucked in a corner, lost in my thoughts, I reply with a Hmmm to my daughter without paying attention to her. 

She declared, "You don't listen to me." 

Her words pricked me. Looking at her, "It's not like that. I am into something that is microflowing."

She just walked away in anger without listening.

words beyond

dictionary meanings

poetry —

my heart and the fire 

at peace

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