Myself, one;
in the cool
night breeze
tears course
glistening streams
upon my face...
I taste honey sweet of love,
feel thorns among the roses
and cling to hope
grateful for the sun
and the pouring rain
without words to express
and yet;
and yet
I am here.
Opalescent Reflections Award
(presented by Becca)
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in the cool
night breeze
tears course
glistening streams
upon my face...
I taste honey sweet of love,
feel thorns among the roses
and cling to hope
grateful for the sun
and the pouring rain
without words to express
and yet;
and yet
I am here.
(presented by Becca)
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