Over cups of tea
we giggled
at our folly
at our freedom
Newfound

The sun setting on blank white walls
like pages to be filled
with our histories
Full of breathy life
“I felt the same”

Our lungs swelled
with the expanse
of our unaltered souls
see untamed,
or untarnished

Because burdens aren’t wrapped
In exuberant packages
Girls with life & lemon zest
aren’t changed by
a few complaints