They say to me that the color of my skin, matters about if they should let me in.
(Inspired by a case of racial discrimination I witnessed.)
Whoever's reading this, this poem's for you <3
my first reverse poem... and I'm hoping this is good.
Your love to me is like music in my ears.
Your more valuable then you think you are
--- ( ꈍᴗꈍ) (thx for 1408 followers 😊)
memories, good or bad, are valuable in one way or another
A blurb about life and its worth.
Life begets loss and vice versa.
About what's really valuable in life
Real friends are valuable, treasure them
I struggle to preserve my gifts.