Her Loveliness Poem by Jonathan Platt
Her Loveliness
Her beauty was like the sunrise,
Her touch lke a gentle breeze...
Her smile shamed every flower.
Her voice - a melody...
Her going was like the setting sun,
Though her light will never return.
But I know in the heights of heaven,
Her loveliness brightly burns.
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: flower
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8/5/2026 9:47:11 AM # rel_20260803T153344Z_4267e77
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