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Click hereI watched, as you gathered
patched up pieces of your
world.
I whispered, "breathe",
knowing all the while
teardrops would drown your
soul with each gasp.
Yet, I clung to the hope
that a faint breeze would
sweep each broken
sliver into the silent
wind of yesterday,
planting your
vision in the eyes
of tomorrow just
so I could walk
in your fields of blue
once more...
I do not recall reading this before. It is my loss. excellent sensitive work, Blue; nice job.
hugs,
NJ
This poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 40,000 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>
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I felt the grace of your poetic pen that flowed from your passionate heart felt words (~_~) excellent poem