Her Red Wine
She only drinks it if it is Red
In the evening glow, she pours her red wine,
With each gentle sip, everything’s fine.
Strawberry juice, a splatter of cheer,
Her crimson delight, drawing loved ones near.
With laughter and warmth, her heart softly glows,
In a world filled with red, her happiness flows.
Just a splash of joy in each glass that she brings,
In her palette of red, she finds all her wings.
About the Creator
George’s Girl 2026
I've been writing poetry since the age of 10. With pen in hand, I wander the realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture you ❤️#Marie381UkWrites
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