December 31st
“Tomorrow asks nothing of us but to wake.”
Wow okay, low bar and somehow still profound.
I love how this side-eyes the calendar while still letting us make a little ceremony out of it.
No grand demands, just consciousness and coffee.
Quietly perfect way to end a year~
Thank you for sharing your thoughts! 💙
Your rhymes are just too good! This is another soft and lovely poem :]
Thank you so much, Quinlee! Always appreciate your kind words. ❤️🫶
My goodness,such a beautiful piece of work 🫶
Thank you so much, Hina ❤️🫶
Josh, your poem beautifully captures the quiet illusion of endings...the way we need borders in time to feel meaning and renewal. Thoughtful, restrained, and gently profound.
Thank you so much for reading 💙🫶
“Tomorrow asks nothing of us but to wake.”
Wow okay, low bar and somehow still profound.
I love how this side-eyes the calendar while still letting us make a little ceremony out of it.
No grand demands, just consciousness and coffee.
Quietly perfect way to end a year~
Thank you for sharing your thoughts! 💙
Your rhymes are just too good! This is another soft and lovely poem :]
Thank you so much, Quinlee! Always appreciate your kind words. ❤️🫶
My goodness,such a beautiful piece of work 🫶
Thank you so much, Hina ❤️🫶
Josh, your poem beautifully captures the quiet illusion of endings...the way we need borders in time to feel meaning and renewal. Thoughtful, restrained, and gently profound.
Thank you so much for reading 💙🫶