So Cold Poem by John Shea

So Cold

Rating: 5.0


Mess with the time
stopped on a dime

Roll with the flow
As they go in our soul

In our skin and our sin
A measure akin to life

A tear for my wife
A merit for her life

flowers of her memories
And memories of her scent.

Sunday, September 2, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: memories
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
For lillian Dancing in heaven
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Romeo Della Valle 08 September 2012

A very well penned write with a great melody and rhymes! 10+++ Thank you for sharing and keep it up! Your talent is quite obvious in this short but powerful write! God Bless You! Romeo-New York City!

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John Shea

John Shea

Cherry Point N.C.
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