A wildflower I may be,
Shinning in the sun,
in this world I see.
Thee trees that grow
to hights unown,
and the ones with wings,
Upon me ives showen.
the necter of my tears,
Cling to the griven life,
too all in this day of our price.
Deep within the shadows ,
my heart lies of dreams untold.
Beneath a light of love of this passion,
a desire that bruns .
tho hideous for so may years,
longing to understand its time.
This last poem is very nicely done, good job Clifford.
Les
keeeeeep posting!
-with love
This last poem is very nicely done, good job Clifford.
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