past year Posted byJessAugust 4, 2021December 19, 2021Posted inBeautiful Chaos, My Favorites, Pages of Love, Rhyme, Self-CareTags:365, breath, cries, days, empty, goodbye, poem, poetry, Rhyme, sighs, smiles, space, star, waste this past year flew bywithout a breath to wastemore than 365 days since we said goodbye –a year filled with smiles, sighs, and criesfeeling like a single star in the empty space. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related