Posted in Poetry


Soft whispers dance
As though ears hear
Or understand
A place
They tempt the earth
Clearing the heart. . .

To remind of life
And cheers
No empty dance on the floor
Or childless playground
Could exist
Inside these whispers.

Image by JusTee


I am an educated adult female with Bachelor and Master degrees in Business Management. I am married with four children. I enjoy writing and drawing for a hobby and brain vacations. My dream is to publish a novel someday, but I am building on my short story and poetry crafts now.

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