Little girl

I often wonder what she was really like:

the little girl I used to be.

I’ve heard so many stories

and I’ve imagined so many moments

I no longer know which memories are true

and which are figments – fragments

of pillow thoughts or wandering daydreams.

 

 

Poem: © Kristiana Reed 2019

Between the Trees UK

Between the Trees US

Available internationally

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