She’s Ballanced

I looked at her as she stood there.  Her majesty, her destiny. Like a poem she moved across the sky, standing still.  As still as words in a child’s book. I was jealous of her grip.  She was strong and I was weak.  Weak but not frail because I have knowledge. Her knowledge, her story,…

She’s Ballanced was originally published on The Indie Artist

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