Birds in the sky
Flying with the wind
Singing songs of hope
When one of their wings broke
Hope was still there
Although hard to find
Lingering somewhere in the mind.
Rose petals fell
When sadness aroused
There was no sound
When hope came tumbling down.
Through the night
When everyone sleeps
Hope was there to keep
When sadness weeps.
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Written February 19th, 2005
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thanks a bunch
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Good poem...loved the imagery...props...
...keep it up...
