Fragile, to the eye with soft
voice as to weave a spell deep;
undercurrents, of support and
comfort with her lilt;
Strength, lies within this slight
frame, belying, a willpower
and cussedness to match
all that is thrown at her;
Learning, to bent as the willow
so not to break, and spring back
before despair takes control
is how, this waif, in the wilderness survives;
Persona's flit, as with a butterfly's wing,
dancing this way and that, catching
the sun's final rays; Bows her head with
dew, till the daybreak.
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Written October 6th, 2004
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Thank you Niki
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Thank you Destiny Glad you enjoyed it
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A nice pen out poem!!! I enjoy reading this!!
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beutiful Job on this one can't wait to read more take care nikki
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This is very pretty, I really liked this. I think it's great they way you described vature when you really were talking about life. Very good job on this.
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Yes I wrote this a while back during a lesson. We were asked how best to describe one'self....this was it . Glad you liked it. Many thanks
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wow cant believe this has been posted for 3 months and noone has commented ...the way u use nature as a metaphor for the subect's life is very well done and i can almost feel the weight pressing down on me yet there is optimism not to break ..but ..spring back ..the harder we fall the higher we bounce
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