P For Post Box - # A to Z challenge 2017
In this A to Z challenge , I am attempting very small verses of poetry for all things that are at home or office which are either showpieces or left there for its own reason. I am imagining that each of it is telling its own story !
I hear them fall , in my right and my left
From the day you kissed and made me high;
I close my eye , see you smile
There goes my lips in a matching style ;
All I have is a hair pin old
What can I find in this old man's hole;
Words too many , space is one
Will the war let you to feel your son;
Faith is fixed, the red one at the end
Where my words will meet your guns;
My breathe will go on , as my vow
I still hear them here and now;
Put one bit, for the red one waits
So am I and the new life days;
I hear them fall , in my right and my left
From the day you kissed and made me high;
I close my eye , see you smile
There goes my lips in a matching style ;
All I have is a hair pin old
What can I find in this old man's hole;
Words too many , space is one
Will the war let you to feel your son;
Faith is fixed, the red one at the end
Where my words will meet your guns;
My breathe will go on , as my vow
I still hear them here and now;
Put one bit, for the red one waits
So am I and the new life days;
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Visiting from the A to Z Challenge. You can see my "P" post here: https://lydiahowe.com/2017/04/19/p-is-for-planning-atozchallenge-vlog/
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Sylvia @ The Creative Life
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