This cold, cold earth
I heard your voice
you kissed my face
then all was gone
without a trace
in cold, cold earth
This hard, hard ground
no need for sight
for those who lie
in this dark night
not to see again
the sun, the light
in hard, hard ground
Yet comes this sound
there is a sigh
like wind in trees
or the faintest cry
of a flock of birds
in a cloudless sky
yet comes this sound
Away I fly
So beautiful, Lesly. Happy to be here to read your lovely words. You make me smile.
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Hey Jo! How lovely to see you here! Long time since we ‘spoke’ ….I am so happy to be in contact xx
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Beautiful poem.
Welcome Lesly to my blog. Thanks for signing up to follow. Hope that you will find the work in-spiring.
Blessings,
Bob
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Thank you, Bob. I am trying to read other poets as much as I can! Regards, Lesly
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Lovely! ❤️
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Thank you, Hiraa
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