Velvet
She stood on on a hill,gown flowing around her.
Draped in red and brown.
One hand poised toward the sky, the other down by her side.
Her eye's looking up towards the heavens above.
Her lips parted as she sung.
Her voice beyond all what is imagined.
Velvet and smooth her song she sings to you.
Let go of what this world rules you by, and let your heart take over your eye's.
See and hear what is really here.
And your body and mind will know true cheer. As with that she disappears.
Red and brown gown gone as with the same as the years
Copyright © Summer Ratliff | Year Posted 2011
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