Herninsoe Winahyu


Our Song - Poem by Herninsoe Winahyu

Gently, when I pick the strings
Up and down, like abird's wings
I play a chord and she sings
Tell me what she feels
Anger, sadness, and happiness
Raise all our heart's voices

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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 26, 2010



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