Rain falls, whispering breeze
solitude to bring you to your
knees.
Freshness in the air, beauty
in the night sky. A winters
night I spy.
Snow flakes to hit the ground
trees heavy with ice, bitter
sweet memories.
The cold wakes the nerves back
up in your body, a life now it
seems that cannot be denied.
A smile tickles the side of
my mouth, remembering what
life is really about.
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I have been asked to have my poem "lost in your memory" published in the "World poetry movement" book that is coming up,...
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Thank you note I want to thank my girls for having to deal with me all the time writing and searching for our new life, I know you girls d... -
Midnight whispers words of freedom among the thoughts of wishful dreams. Provoked feelings falter when graced with hidden alibis of ...
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