Open Poetry #1 |
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Walk carefully my friend |
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RainbowGirl Member Elite
since 1999-07-31
Posts 3023United Kingdom ![]() |
Walk carefully my friend Over paper thin sleeves There is a treasure there Not made for thieves. It's not of silver Or of precious gold It's created by something So very old. Stolen many times Battered and worn Returned once again Shaken and torn. Always mended And put back in place Can't see the scars Not even a trace. If you look closely Then you may see The happiness there That can or will be. Handle it gently When it you do find There's not another It's one of a kind. If you accept it Cherish it whole This is my heart My body and soul. I don't know who wrote this, but every now and then, I read it and with time it's become more and more meaningful.. Hugs ------------------ You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give. |
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Delores Hall Member
since 1999-07-16
Posts 342USA |
A very beautiful poem. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
beautiful |
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