Another I poem I wrote sum twenty years ago.
of all the trees and flowers Divine
the sky the moon the stars that shine
of all the emotion the heart shall own
the love.the hate each our own
the cries of mercy the mouth shall speak
circumstance each one of us shall meet
the dying buds that fall so free
the lover the giver can be me
the spirit moves on to higher planes
only your shell on earth remains
striding onwards towards the light
seeking perfection making wrongs right
they spread angelic wings so bright
they hear but feel no fear
a place were colour is so vivid
they feel our hurt and wipe away our tears
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