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Be still your Tears
No picture could portray the questions in your mind,
nor could any word describe, feelings of any kind
When a cruel twist in life throws a curved ball,
it strains your heart to make sense of it all.
Be still your tears, that match a raindrops fall,
I’m here in rainbows beyond the treetops, tall.
You will find me, in fields of Daffodil’s,
bringing Spring to vase...
Sunday 19th September 2010 1:46 pm
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