DandelionsA Poem by T.C. Banks
Dandelions form in the cracks of my mind
Dandelions roar with words that aren’t kind Poachers come and the ‘lions are no more Rainfall comes to sooth what’s sore Sunlight beams with a brilliant shine But dandelions form in the cracks of my mind © 2022 T.C. BanksFeatured Review
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2 Reviews Added on October 4, 2022 Last Updated on October 4, 2022 AuthorT.C. BanksINAboutBorn Trevor Cruz in Eastern Massachusetts, T.C. authored early works under pseudonyms, most notably Oscar Mike. Often taking extended breaks and returning to poetry as time and inspiration would all.. more..Writing
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