She stole the corn from the fields
The blue from the sky
Took rosebuds for cheeks
Strawberry lips
The mountains for courage
And the rain for her tears
She sat with owl
Listened to all that he said
Her aura is moonlight
Rainbows and sun
Clear lakes hold her thoughts
With the oceans her muse
She is still the woman
Who was never enough.
C.K.23
That's lovely Clare.
Yet again you have surprised me with your brilliance Clare. Mysterious, emotional but with gaps for the reader to explore. I am in awe.
Grace Meadows
Thu 18th May 2023 21:31
Absolutely stunning Clare. Thank you so much.
Clare, many find a gem but little do they realise its value. Well thought out and equally well written. Good imagery.
Thanks,
Keith
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Clare
Fri 19th May 2023 17:21
Thank you! You are all so kind - I truly appreciate you all. ☺️