Cosmos
A small blue world
sits in my palm,
perfect.
I don’t know why,
but I am sad.
It marked me
somehow,
that small world,
seeded with hopes of
future worlds
and new cycles
of life.
Copyright © Nicole Perkins | Year Posted 2019
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