Open Poetry #30 |
Diamonds and Rustic hearts |
Kellie_Cantrell Senior Member
since 2002-05-22
Posts 1667New York |
Come hither to me, the sun doth shine above. Now let me be, to watch the dove. In the depths of a rustic heart, I cry my part in the diamond night. Left behind a poor man's cart, in the morning light. Come hither now to me, the sun has but gone down. Now let me see, you end your frown. In the distance of your rustic heart, I cry my part in the diamond night. Yonder I must part, for you were right. Love, |
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Larry C
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
Kellie, Very nice. I'm liking your style! Peace and joy to you during this holiday season. If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again. |
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Kellie_Cantrell Senior Member
since 2002-05-22
Posts 1667New York |
Larry, Thank You! Love, |
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Kellie_Cantrell Senior Member
since 2002-05-22
Posts 1667New York |
And now its been collaborated and is now a song!! |
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