I was asked by a [y] to write a poem for her lost father.
Of daughter and father
Never missed each another.
In Dreams nor in Reality
Eventually...
Since He's gone forever
She's been a fallen feather...
Colorless like Gray
Simple like Clay.
Under the Rain
She melts
Disolves
spreads
like Clay.
Her Father...
keeps her forever altogether
Hopeful for another day.
to meet him again
in beautiful days
in Heaven,
She lays.
Copyright@[x]
Thursday, November 24, 2005
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3 comments:
I love it! very well written ...
hmm... nicely written...
Thanks Allured.
3T, stop hmmming hehe, thanx.
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