Sometimes, I need to get a thought out of my head; to set a feeling free; to let words create a trail that i can trace back. Sometimes, I need to write a poem.
Thursday, December 11, 2025
Night sparks
The twinkling stars in the night-sky blanket,
and the twinkling fireflies
in the dark forest bed,
are the hopes and laughter
of women around the world—
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