My Colors of the Wind
though life has fed me happiness crumbs
and stabbed my heart with her dagger often
she still takes my breath away each morn'
her beauty flows through me like ocean waves
and I stand within her wall of time, painting
my life with the colors of the wind
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November 28, 2021
Poetry/Verse/my colors of the wind
Copyright Protected, ID 11-1409-976-28
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, Bite Size Poem No 28
sponsor, Line Gauthier, Judged 12/05/2021
Third Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2021
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