A Grain of Sand
like a grain of sand..
flied from the land..
settling in my eyes.
A lot of tears can,
remove you easily again,
then the pain will be removed.
What a wonderful band..
taking my little hand..
telling me to sway.
The Smell of the flowers..
is holding me for hours..
flaying into the sky.
What a wonderful feeling..
Freedom is always cleaning..
my heart and soul.
Copyright © Mona Elmonier | Year Posted 2015
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