She stands alone
in my hearts mind
It's her I hold
To hear her name
upon my tongue
a sweetness comes
My days are gold
when woke from dream
of loving her
A flower grew
amongst the weeds
from knowing her
A contest entry
- A Bowl of Beautiful by Randomly Beautiful.
600 points, ended May 13, 2008, 9 entries
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Comments
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Beautiful
"A flower grew
amongst the weeds
from knowing her"
What a wonderful person she must be to have made such a lovely bloom. Best of luck in the contest


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Very nice poem its beautiful yet straight to the point you must be talking about your daughter who you love very much.. I'm not sure if you have a daughter or someone elses daughter very nicely done..



