Somewhere in the sea,
the red flower barely breathes.
And where the stem to tie,
the beautiful flower doesn’t even look.
And the wave passes
and the high star expires.
And I can still count three fingers on my hand!🖖
COUNTING STARS
Of course, we can.
“Our bodies are only wilted leaves on the tree of life.” – Albert Einstein
I'm with you, Selena. It does not matter who you are. A new friendship is always welcome. 🙂
Sure, I’m ready.