The soul has much to say

Sometimes...always

 

Sometimes
she cries

never
ask why

Showers
of joy

knowing
I'm hers

Sometimes
she laughs

teasing
the sun

Jealous
morn star

reveres
her smile

Sometimes
she dreams

eighteen
once more

Getting
it right

second
time round

Always
she looks

inside
my world

Comfort
is found

within
this heart







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