Heart Compass
Marching through the meadow fields in a Fall afternoon.
Was her mesmerizing about her shattered dreams.
Asking for herself, where all my dreams and hopes were left behind.
Wandering through all the field, she heard a song.
It was her heart telling to don't give up and pursue her dreams.
Copyright © Nayda Ivette Negron Flores | Year Posted 2015
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