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Three Word Poem [eclipse, cradle, drift]
The eclipsing shadow on his faceCradling him in my armsI can do nothing but stareTo be here againDeep into his eyesThe glassy blue that is reserved only for a childI rememberWhat it was likeBack to truthClasping to memoriesAll I have leftMy eyes closeIt drifts away
3 comments:
Hi Krissy, thanks for stopping by my blog. I like your poem. Nice to meet you.
Lovely poem!
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