Poetry: Almost

By Monica C. Voskamp

It was like a sea of ocean blue

The skies were that bright and vibrant

She could almost taste the freshness

Of a warm spring day


She smiled as she kept her head

Tilted up towards the tapestry

Of deep blues and puffy white clouds

Her eyes soaked in the vision

And she almost forgot her place in time.


She lingered in the freedom air

Inhaling deep the joy of the moment

After a few moments of mindfulness

She continued on her path

She had almost solved global chaos


Always hope. Always believe. Always love. 💕

*Photo Credit: https://unsplash.com/@benwhitephotography

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