Open Poetry #6 |
Hope's Perhaps |
Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
My hands are the cradle, in friendship a’curved Caressing and holding – nurturing the dream That one day ‘twill grow to love much deserved A’tween and throughout our hearts to redeem… Together – our pain – the past And our future ~Ours~ Your hands are the strength, of friendship refined Moulding and guiding – ‘ere forging the spark That blazed in both, yet we hesitantly inclined To recognize hope, whilst hearts leave their mark… Together – our pain – the past And our future ~Ours~ Daring to hope, that perhaps this be the time.. But hearts still a’healing, and souls ever fearing Curiosity though, entwined in lines of a rhyme Burning is the need to know – tho’ hurts adhering Very truly, we each have our own separate pain And aye, they are but memories of separate tales You and I, separately, are of our pasts’ remain But victory is Us, and all that entails. May I never be too busy to help another's load, Then I'll be drinking from the saucer 'cause my cup has overflowed. --Author Unknown |
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endoftheriver New Member
since 2000-03-16
Posts 6 |
may you stay.....forever young...smiles |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Wow - amazing poem, satiate. It's intriguing the paths two people can walk separately and ant the same time so closely together. All these paths cross for a reason you know, I know you will find the Victory you speak of. Michael |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
end: lol..thanks, and welcome to Passions Michael: Intriguing, indeed my friend. We shall see, eh? May I never be too busy to help another's load, Then I'll be drinking from the saucer 'cause my cup has overflowed. --Author Unknown |
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