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About This Poem
Nine Times
A view beneath the oak tree was sure beautiful
She waits for him to come, a heart bountiful
Her eyes viewed only what was lovely and wonderful
A tenderness she held deep within her pure heart
Living with peace, she waits for a new start
Water laps up to the shore near her feet
Making her warm life whole and surely, wondrously complete
Nine times has she ventured down to this lake
Her soul’s his if he would come and take
Russell Sivey
Entrant into Tracie- Indigo Dreamweaver's "9" contest
1/10/2013
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