In a place where peace
should not be found
I have found it in the rain
golden strings of pearls
dangling from the atmosphere
they dress me with stars
in the night I slept
I wept.
grief
joy
I climbed their glowing ropes
and found hope
I found heaven
in the ordinary
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Letters to the Old Soul
PoetryThis book was written for the girl with an old soul. my journal full of memories and stories; These poems are honest and true of the wonders and scary things that occur in life as one grows older. These are the documents that illustrate the evolutio...
