missing/travel

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
eyes,color,sorrow,journey,breeze,missing

Submitted: June 24, 2008

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Submitted: June 24, 2008

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Missing

I saw her eyes looking at my soul.
In colors of love,in flash of light.
So beautiful was that moment in time,
And my eyes couldn"t read her sorrow.
Now I truy to paint this love,but colors
Will not bring back those loved eyes again.

Travel

Distance in time.Should I look at themirror?
A soft breeze takes me out of the ground,
and raises my spirit to the end ofthe sorrow.
Look at my shoes to see how long this journey is.
An incredible feeling has created wings in my feet.
To fly along this missing river over friendly trees.


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