Open Poetry #1 |
His song |
Ldysorrow New Member
since 1999-07-12
Posts 1ogden utah usa |
His wings are dark His hair is long His eyes a silvery grey His heart is free And he is to me The most wonderful dream today He glides throught the air Which is black as pitch And dreams of the next sunrise He sings a song as clear as a bell About a love he wants to find And oneday I know He'll fly to my home And to me sing his lullaby ------------------ Eternally Sorrow |
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~one voice~ Senior Member
since 1999-07-08
Posts 664Billings, MT USA |
This piece is so sweet, yet leaving me sad at the same time. Keep up the good work! ------------------ ~one voice~ For Myself, I live, Live intensely and am fed by life, and my value, whatever it be, is in my own kind of expression of that. *Henry James |
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