Micro- Poetry: Gracefully 


She wore her scars, like petals of a flower, bright and colorful. Showering life with her color, and beauty. But there were days, when her skies were grey and her petals would fall gracefully.

– Linda J. Wolff – www.urbanpoetry2017.com

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A poetic wordsmith by the mind and a passionate blogger by heart.
Reservoir for Wolff Poetry and mentor for youth writing groups. Life motto: Everything you seek is in the stillness of one’s mind. The place between seconds, whispering of a song between sound.

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