Adela Myers


R.I.P. - Poem by Adela Myers

Heavy lids enclose hazel beauty
Sound of heavenly bliss
Helpful for a dreams duty
Suns rays I won't miss

Laying on a field of endless greens
A warm touch on my side
I see her yellow shirt and blue jeans
We laughed while breathe within died

I awake with a sense of sadness
I dreamt of my desires
There is nothing I couldn't love less
Than my grandma, Cindy Sue Myers


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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 28, 2012



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