NaPoWriMo #29 04/29/202304/28/2023trE palm two raised wrinkly palmsmeasure the love they once hadfountain of youth calls Share this? Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram More Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Like Loading... Related
If only we all had a fountain of youth in our backyard. But I guess then we would find something else to be sad about lol. Great poem. LikeLiked by 2 people
If only we all had a fountain of youth in our backyard. But I guess then we would find something else to be sad about lol. Great poem.
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Of course, we would. It’s human nature. Thank you for reading.
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My pleasure and true, it’s just how humans are.
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Aww this one is very sweet π§‘
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Aww. Thank you, Jennifer. I’m glad you think so. ππβ€οΈ
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