Madrason writer

Gold Star - 4,619 Points (24-07-1967 / waalwijk netherlands)

A Touch Of We - Poem by Madrason writer

A Touch of We

Did not I see what my heart whispered to me
did not those birdeyes sing so silently
did those unsudden promises not shake my tree
was not my passion there to set me free;
i miss a true stroke, i miss a touch of We


Madrason 29-04-2009


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 29, 2009


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