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Things that we had and lost;
Like when thunder rolled over the plains.
And the little children would play.
Would you know me?
Would you walk this world with me?
When I was another and you were free.
Into my beautiful vision I disappear, into a world my own.
A world where children laugh and tears are a forgotten entity
Here we roam free as one species.
In this place a broken heart is something that is a fairy tale.
Where when you love, it is complete
Where I can look at my beautiful child’s eyes
And she loves me and remembers how much I love her.
With eyes like rivers and hair like a stallion
A sprit so pure and true, so precious
This world is for her, she lives in a castle in this world
I was free enough to find her,
I am overcome by this power that is my possession.
Open fields such powerful sights,
A river with water so clear and a sky blue like emeralds.
I sit and weep for this beauty, this divine world completely,
Can you see her in your mind’s eye?
There she is, she dances with the trees as wind carries her beauty,
Her laughter forever, in my heart.
| A very good poem and well written. The flow of the poem was great. Your word choices were good also. I enjoyed reading this very much.|
It was also organized and very original also. You painted a very clear picture of what was lost and found.
All in all a good read and a good write for you.
|| Posted on 2006-05-28 00:00:00 | by usglen | [ Reply to This ] |