Life, wishes and hopes
All upon paper
Twas the only way her fairy tales would come true
Dreams of a black white love
Ink upon the forest where fairies dance and twinkled
And happy ever after’s were nurture like an orchid
Moon lit skies would light her heart
Velvet green to lay her love
Her soul free there upon cold white pages
Filled with dreams warm and real
Patricia Gale your ink flows like blood from the heart it has a richness beyond the normal it is sad I can only give it ten Chris
wished and hoped, and you will fly a thousands dreams...when gales dared the warm pages...very lovely Pat
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I would like to translate this poem
This poem has so much beauty in it my words can hardly do it justice great work Patricia