Kyle Shield Laster

A Happy Pair.

I will love again; I will.
Not a soul is safe.
I'll throw my heart unto the world:
I'll share it for I've faith.

Shall I need to paint it red;
It will be fresh and fair:
My hands will bleed from washing it.
There will be a happy pair!

Topic(s) of this poem: hope, love

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Poem Edited: Friday, January 5, 2018

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Comments about A Happy Pair. by Kyle Shield Laster

  • Sid John Gardner. (7/17/2008 12:09:00 PM)

    Hi Kyle,
    Neat write.The Soul is rarely given even in love....What usually happens is that its stolen..used and handed back like an old used bedsheet..
    All the best young person.
    Sid.

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  • Saint CynosureSaint Cynosure (7/16/2008 8:29:00 AM)

    Kyle this is very good, I enjoyed it immensely.

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  • Tai Chi Italy (7/16/2008 4:48:00 AM)

    What a great poem Kyle! thank you for making my day shine. All we can do is keep trying and as to the blood! well there rarely no blood shed somewhere in love and war! smiling at you, Tai

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  • Tia Maria (7/13/2008 2:52:00 AM)

    I love this - like Tom said :) hehe

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  • blue 802 (7/9/2008 5:25:00 PM)

    'not a soul is safe'nice piece, made me smile

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