Wide Open
I will not write poemsabout things that fadenor will I visit the gravewhere my dreams are buriedinstead,I will sow the fieldwhere pieces of me still flourish.
~Shy~
Need I say anything… your words say it all… this is my inspiration blog…
head up high and shoulders straight…great poem
and thus they walk the periphery of the circle …
in an ever-increasing radius called life.
yes Shy sow in the field of hope to gather happiness .
Love Michel
Hmmm, lovely to hear the upbeat tone in your poem. Sail on!
…Oooo, I like this one very much! MuSe
I like it…share some surplus with us too
what a sweet and hope-filled piece! D
Sara
cool, nice
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Need I say anything… your words say it all… this is my inspiration blog…
head up high and shoulders straight…great poem
and thus they walk the periphery of the circle …
in an ever-increasing radius called life.
yes Shy sow in the field of hope to gather happiness .
Love
Michel
Hmmm, lovely to hear the upbeat tone in your poem. Sail on!
…Oooo, I like this one very much!
MuSe
I like it…share some surplus with us too
what a sweet and hope-filled piece!
D
Sara
cool, nice