What happens when a difficult woman finds love?
her shoulders loosen up, the fists open up a little her steps are lighter. and like a ripple one by one her walls come down, her smile shows up, and it makes her frown. for she's surprised too at this newfound calm this ease, it's new, and on her palm she no longer finds, little crescent digs for nothing's too tight nor her heart or her fists she's both afraid and happy. amused too, at the result. as she eases towards 'loved' and out of 'difficult'.
I love this poem! It has a good flow and it’s relatable too!
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Thank you so much!
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