Jana M. Floyd
Author
Untitled Poem
The small sliver of the moon
Calls to my heart
And pulls at my soul.
It whispers in my ear
Telling me to follow.
And that if I do
It will give up all its secrets to me.
The small sliver of the moon
Calls to my heart
And pulls at my soul.
It whispers in my ear
Telling me to follow.
And that if I do
It will give up all its secrets to me.
