Kate Peters Poems

I live in the best world.
There is a clarus spring flowing from the crystal mountain,
Tulips and roses filling with their fragrance,
Sun rose high giving the warmth,
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You are my rhythm
It is you who ticks my life away
You control my life,
My blood...
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I reached out to the first rose of my plant,
With a smile on my face.
But the thorns pricked my hand
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The words pierced with it’s sharpness into me.
But I realized my pain was nothing.
His pain was much more...
“Death is before me” he said with pain.
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