Sun against my flip flop wearing feet,
People laugh and I greet,
Racing cars to the park today,
It's an ok day I say to myself,
Not noticing that the clouds start to grey,
Gone is the winter that brought snow in wealth,
Though the sun is still taken out of sight,
In fact, I don't think it was there to begin with,
Merely an outline peeking into sight,
Even so, it is supposed to be spring where I live.
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Hi my name's Shaheena, or shapeenur, whatever floats your boat, whatever grinds your h- I mean. Yeah. Whatever floats your boat. I've recently been described as a 'social recluse' while in a social situation, so. I like, no, love writing, I particularly LOVE writing and reading poetry; I'd really appreciate if you checked out any of my works. :).
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