Open Poetry #29 |
Hope Will Make Dreams Come True |
Brigid WillowKeeper Member
since 2003-08-24
Posts 88OHIO IN USA |
I wander through the dead decaying meadow. I plant seeds of hope. I pray the grey goes away and you come back. Though you are here, you may aswell not be. All I can do is wait. Wait for the clouds to disapperate, and smile once again. I wander through a green and fragrant meadow. No longer do I plant seeds of hope rather than seeds of life. I pray the green will stay and you stay too. Now you once again feel love as I have always loved you. Day by day the green gets richer and I smile once again. You are my sister, and my best friend. |
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QjQ Member Elite
since 2003-04-18
Posts 3756U.S.A. |
very nicely penned write,, your feelings well expressed,,,
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angelblueyes Member Elite
since 2003-07-19
Posts 2148Oklahoma |
This is beautiful and sincere in heart. Crystal |
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Brigid WillowKeeper Member
since 2003-08-24
Posts 88OHIO IN USA |
Thank you so much! Really, I do not have an insane sister (well that can be debated LOL) nor do I have a good relationship with her. This was inspired by a prose I read. |
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