nice work
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| Posted by: ElspethII 04-Feb-2011, 08:07 AM |
| Oakwood There is where I go to weep Among the stones, sorrow steeped Granite rose, moss lichened Dates erased, names forgotten Edges softened by the pine Embraced by cedar, cradled by time Flower fragrant when renewed Resplendent death, vibrant hued Anguish ebbed long ago Remaining still lingering echo There I leave my deepest grief Among the stones, sorrow steeped |
| Posted by: wildBonnie 06-Feb-2011, 03:25 AM |
| you have a lovely way with words; I particularly love the line "among the stones, the sorrow steeped". nice work |