Reflection: Me and Poetry

by Esha Montgomery, posted in back, down, Enough, Esha Montgomery, freestyle poetry, friends, friendship, milk, morning, Neighborhood, old, poem, poetry, school, sometime, sugar, taste, Tasty food, trust, Uncategorized
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Me And Poetry

Every time, I’m feeling down. Poetry picks me back up again. It’s my old school neighborhood and trusted friend. We tighter than frosted flakes and milk on a Saturday morning. That subtle taste of sugar is enough to keep me going.


Love always, Esha ❤

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