I hold a miracle in my hands
A blessed soul I definitely am
To have found such a wonder
And be able to embrace her beauty
Her soft feathered wings flap
With elegance, rubbing my palms
But somehow it just seems to amazing
To be true and I just wish so hard
She’d never run away from reality
And leave my hands bare, holding nothing
A contest entry
- Picture Insipired, 10 Lines or Less/ 16 entries by mysticstorm.
600 points, ended November 26, 2007, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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i feel so at peace while reading this.
she's kind of like your guardian angel, and it's so lovely how you described her and how she makes you feel.
good luck in the contest!
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Very nicely done...just never stop believing and she will always be near, children have the innocene and believe in them to always hold them near...we become tanted and forget their beauty as the then fade from our minds.
Hold her loosely and she shall always be.
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