Poem, Tanka

42/2017: Seventeen

My Poetic Heart

This heart did not know,
what it meant to smile and cry
lost only in grief,
but seventeen years ago,
one innocent face did heal.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

AN: And so my talented and lovable niece turns 17… Time flies 🙂 💖 💝

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Published by My Poetic Heart

Attempting to discover more about myself and the world

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