Weary Soul
Into this moment a tear
Of hope float
Upon my brow the tear
Settle
When the evening sun appear
My soul get’s weary
And retreat’s to the enchanted
Garden of love
With red tulips at my feet..
Copyright © Carolyn Sears | Year Posted 2008
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