#WritcoPoemChallenge.








The tricolour unfurls, in all its glory,
Dancing on the free winds,
Of a blue sky,
And with each day,
A new page to my story,
And with each page,
To think of you's to cry.
It's been a year since angels came and took you.
And every day I've thought about your life.
And what a messed up person life had made you,
But still I loved you as the...