Treasure Island

Eleonor Santiago

(April 28 / Manila)

Ill Be Hanky


Ellen SBills 7: 41am Feb 8
When tears will fall..ill be a hanky
to dry it and warm your soul
When pain is coming
Ill be your comfort to ease the hurt
When wound would grow deep
ill be a smile to stitch and close it
Ill be here a loving soul
always for u night and day
Ill be the sunshine in midnight hours
Ill be a moonlight to glow in the dark
ill be a rainbow to ward off storm
Ill be a butterfly to fly beauty around
Ill be a lily to give joy in the pond
ill be a sweet soul to make u smile

Submitted: Monday, April 28, 2014
Edited: Monday, April 28, 2014

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