Pieces Poem by Vada Thomas
Pieces
Pass me the peace pipe
This may be the last
Time of our fellowship
Little did I know
How quickly this would be our past
But
You left pieces of yourself behind
Buried deep in my heart
So
We are never far apart
Your love remains
Never lost
Never forgotten
Never gone
Buried deep in my heart
Pieces of me wish pieces of you
Peace
By Vada M. Thomas
Pieces of me wish pieces of you Peace God bless you for sharing
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4/22/2024 10:00:51 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A lovely piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned from the heart. Traditionally the Red Indians use the peace pipe to smoke together as sign of reconciliation between enemies. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.