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Virgin Ways
Her windswept eyes
Dearest skies
New hope is formed
Not ever forlorn
Breath of serene thought
Glorifying a life that is brought
The sweet fragrance of a kiss
Her bright future holds promise
New world
Her tendrils curled
Beauty in verse
Sunday at church
Purity and grace
The smile on her face
Dearest skies
New hope is formed
Not ever forlorn
Breath of serene thought
Glorifying a life that is brought
The sweet fragrance of a kiss
Her bright future holds promise
New world
Her tendrils curled
Beauty in verse
Sunday at church
Purity and grace
The smile on her face
Published 2nd Oct 2022
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2nd Oct 2022 6:46pm
3rd Oct 2022 4:00am
Dear H,
Pure and joyful are the words springing to mind. When the minds and souls aren’t glommed up with all the nonsense of the world can we see beauty like this.
Great write. H🌷
Pure and joyful are the words springing to mind. When the minds and souls aren’t glommed up with all the nonsense of the world can we see beauty like this.
Great write. H🌷
4th Oct 2022 2:16pm
It reads as having all the promise of starting over, yet in an even more fulfilling & refreshing way somehow.
