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Surviving Storms© 1999
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Surviving Storms© 1999 |
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Genea Member
since 1999-06-15
Posts 321USA |
I drift a solitary sea No other ships on the horizon Time has forgotten me My soul becomes wizened. I hardly remember the day The gull left my stern Or the dolphin And which way he swam before I learned That a storm was rolling in, Black clouds covered the night Soon after, the rain began Furious with all its might. Waves threatened to capsize, I bailed with a fury And even though I tried I couldn't help but worry What would become of me? Would I make it through the night? In my moment of agony I saw the guiding light. I made it through that gale I will make it through the next Sun-weathered and wind pale Life over death is best. |
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Alwye
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since 1999-06-16
Posts 3850In the space between moments |
A moving peace of work, Genea. I love the hope that comes from it. Thank you for sharing. ------------------ ..And down from the eternal heavens comes fate's jeweled fingertips, it's magic flowing into awaiting souls..--Krista Knutson *Krista Knutson* |
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Genea Member
since 1999-06-15
Posts 321USA |
Alwye, Glad u liked it....thanks for reading! ~Genea |
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