The kiss I gave you a
my last token of love
symbol of words unspoken
sentiments of my soul
The flower I shared
my only gift of love
was the beautiful sun
vision of your eyes
A kiss and a flower
was our goodbye
the words which said
memories of our times
~ Chorus ~
A kiss a flower and you
made my dreams come true
soft tender as love
sentiments of my true heart
AuthorLyndaFerrer/RR/2014
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
Monday, September 22, 2014
My Country (poem)
In my country
there is sorrow
pain runs through plains
in burials
ancestors lay
In my country
hope is less
our children
lose values
because they sleep
In my country
illusions die
writers and artists
are set aside
In my country
peace fades away
with little or no values
laws set the way
This my country today
mourning for yesterday to return
when all had meaning
respect for others reigned
I cry the tears today
the desire for my country
to obtain its lost.
AuthorLyndaFerrerRR/2014
there is sorrow
pain runs through plains
in burials
ancestors lay
In my country
hope is less
our children
lose values
because they sleep
In my country
illusions die
writers and artists
are set aside
In my country
peace fades away
with little or no values
laws set the way
This my country today
mourning for yesterday to return
when all had meaning
respect for others reigned
I cry the tears today
the desire for my country
to obtain its lost.
AuthorLyndaFerrerRR/2014
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