She shows me her way of looking at things
from her world of silence full of sound.
Each well-chosen word opening my mind
to a whole new realm of profound.
I catch glimpses of her beautiful soul
through the instrument of her pen.
Cutting through the appearances
to the true essence within.
I know truth and beauty when I see it-
and Laney, I see it in you.
My fervent wish is to see it again
when you're through with what you're going through.
Author notes
Miss you bunches Delany.....
A contest entry
- Dalaney...We Are Claiming Our Right to Say Goodbye by Cannonsfire.
1750 points, ended April 28, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I'm sure Lane will be touched by this if she looks in or when she returns.
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Too sweet for the island girl herself. Thank you for entering. Love, C
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Yeah. Perfect. couldn't have said it better.
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