In My Own Little Way

you stare at this picture
of this stick figure
you laugh a little when you
see the messy crown i snuck in too
you then see the hearts and all
that represents carolina clouds that stand tall
you ask me what all this is for
i reply 'the art of how much my heart grows for you more and more'
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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