Last minutes of her journeyA Poem by Louisa ChanA fragile purple petal Whirling passively in the wind Landed softly on my terrace Lonesome as she seemed I helped her up and rested Her among the thriving shrubs In open arms of her family The last minutes of her journey © 2022 Louisa Chan |
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Louisa ChanHong Kong, - None -, Hong KongAboutI like music and literary writing. I like to write about "forms of existence" that often elude our attention, especially the weak and the underprivileged. I like to write songs and lyrics too. Tha.. more..Writing
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