Vesna Kovrlija Poet Rhyme

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We had our beautiful fairy tale
But it is becoming grey and pale
Its magic is going to unveil 
And what is left is just a trail

Now, I know your story
Its beginning, its end, its history
So I can only say: `Sorry`
We must face our memento mori

However, I have plenty of time 
And a path which is mine, only mine
It is very precious and sublime
Because I can sing, I can breathe, I can rhyme!

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Andrea Dietrich December 14, 2013 at 12:52 AM In light of what you told me of your husband, this is even more poignant. My poem you commented on was on my son. He is not too far gone yet. All we can do is pray!!

Anne-Lise Andresen December 12, 2013 at 5:45 PM - Dance and sing happily on your own path - Well done, a poem I enjoyed reading Vesna. - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Sara Kendrick December 12, 2013 at 11:38 AM Great that you can rhyme to share with us..Enjoyed reading this one today..Thanks for stopping by..Sara