In a world so small, In a world so diverse, There comes a time, When you wonder, Why am I here? You look outside, You look inside, You look at friends, You look at family, And you wonder, Why am I here? A tiny cry, A lopsided grin, A tug that pulls At the heartstrings. … Continue reading The Meaning of Love
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The Little Grain of Sand
POV: A glimpse of life, In the East Coast Park, As told by a little grain of sand, The essence of a beach, The neglected witness.