Chancing not my heart
again
to pretty jewelry
I've outgrown the ring
The outgrown ring has so many sweet memories of the past and is kept safe and secured with all its beauty in a loving heart. A nice short poem.
Dont rest your heart until you are laid to rest. short. but beautiful. well done!
No greed for jewelry I have became jewel Heather very curly cute words and your mind to choose thanks a lot
Beautiful poem. Very true said in few lines, no greed for jewellery, yet the outgrown rings with sweet memories is kept safe in ones heart... Loved reading it.
Chancing not my heart again to pretty jewelry I've outgrown the ring, , , nice one...10 i sing not about golden ring but tune of heart that has special art not go for imitation but good relation that shall last not very fast
No desires for jewellery yet kept alive the memory of ring in the heart till eternity.........Heather.....a fine memorable piece
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Pretty lines. I liked them.