Wordsmith's LoveA Poem by LilyM;)flowing, flying singing, sighing all knowing, all seeing,
always present but directed, controlled never asked, only told a voice for the silent sleepless frantic nights never knowing if the end is
in sight a curse, unwanted duty,
cause of much strife yet a passion, a love, the
purpose in life constant struggle to find
the way to convey what the
whispering may say a witness to all sadness,
anger, hidden scar but shown every
exhilarating joy, pure love, and secret hope a human superpower, an
earthly magic, a labor of love a blessing, a gift, a
priceless treasure trove © 2009 LilyM;) |
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