Sep 20, 2006 20:45
She said she was
a flower.
Twirling with head
held back,
She closed here eyes
and waited
for the tears of God
to fall
and soak her frail form
in Love.
flower,
tears,
god,
love,
write,
poem,
poetry,
spirituality,
writing
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