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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