Dearest me, can not you see?
You’re not alone in this world
This is a conscience call to end your fall
Time to rebirth those wings
What am I you softly cry?
I’m here to let you know
Your were the prize in his angel eyes
The reason he smiled at all
You were the joy in her tiny world
You taught her how to grow
You were the sanity that calmed his vanity
His reason to look beyond the glass
So please don’t cry you innocent child
Within your pure as alp snow
I would know you see for I’m watching thee
And I just thought you should know
A contest entry
- Who are you, really? by look for tomorrow.
450 points, ended March 17, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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this is good, the rhyming is a bit much though.
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Im sure this little ode will help our competiton host feel a lot better. Which is what its all about. Its good to write for other people and youve risen to the cahllenge. I'm sure she will appreciates it.
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