She is by Phil Burns
She is
Warmth
In the winter
Sunshine
In the dark
A bird
That sings
Butterfly wings
She is
The night sky
Full of stars
Twanging guitars
A laugh
That can light
The longest night
She is
Waves
Over stones
A violin’s
Sweet tones
Daffodils
In spring
An eagle
On the wing
She is
A smile
A glance
AnElephant
That can dance
Blue sky
White cloud
Singing
Aloud
She is
A quite
Perfect wife
Everything right
In a life
Good luck
A hug
A door
Never shut
But
She
Is
Gone
Lovely – yet sad.
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Lovely written but sad!
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C’est une melodie plus qu’un poeme… C’est le chant douloureux et magnifique des chemins perdus et recherches a la fois, je crois.
Le poete emerveille encore.
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Very good and very sad.
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Very beautifully put.
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