Observations of The Urban Spaceman

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  He plucked a flower from the meadow and wound it through my hair. He made a crown for me, his queen, each flower woven there. When he left, he took my crown; he told me, “Luck it brings,” My heart lives in that meadow still, now this queen has lost her king. . Today’s daily WordPress prompt is Simple. And thanks to Jade M. Wong, I’m feeling a little romantic. But… Read More