He came to me in words of song And would my soul just dance along For never had I seen such light To brighten up my darkest night Then teach the pupil of his eye To see what it would long deny Til finally he lifted quill To write this verse my heart to thrill And now it is my teary eye That must adjust to brighter sky Thank you,Sy Love ya' Liz
Cape Cod Massachusetts USA
Marge, You are an apple of my eye A delicious one I sigh. *L* Elizabeth, The sands of poetry inflict your eye But it washes out with just a sigh. Love ya, Sy Nan, I sent nightengales just yesterday you should be in a poetic way. *L* Sy WhtDove, The mellifluous of your remark Has lit a candle in my dark. *L* Echo, Beauty see beauty, thank you.
Georgia United States
Betty, Thank you for the love it. Joy, Thank you for the very beautiful. Pepper, Thanks for that special. Nate, Thanks for the beautiful and abstract. Denise, Thanks for the breath away. Martie, Loved your little poem. Liz, Thank you. Severn, We both thank you *L* Sy Sven, Thank you so much sven. Wiskey, Well I could use a shot, thank you so much.
Member Rara Avis
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