DAVID GERARDINO

Rookie (9/19/1963)

Mother Teresa - Poem by DAVID GERARDINO

HER tears drip under a tented
RED sky.
HER words fill in the pain,
like a drawing, paint by numbers.
SHE is young, she is old, shes
a child,
shes a nun that gave the world
love, and beatiful flowers...

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  • (4/9/2006 9:25:00 PM)


    THERE ARE TIMES WHEN I FIND MYSELF IN TOTAL SADNESS, THEN ITS OVER.... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 7, 2006



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