Sometimes,
in my head,
I hear words like
ladybirds and bluebells,
bluebirds and ladybells
and I hear
moonbeams knocking on
my window pane.
I fear there’s
a poet
locked inside me.
Or not.
I need coffee.
(Header image by Jan Alexander @ Pixabay)
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