Seventeen Is the Lucky Number
Lamenting sadness of my empath soul
Ten supine feelings hit me hard and whole.
The weeping willow of my heart so fine
Incidental weakness is truly mine.
My sweet soul feels bliss of veneration
A heart-felt idyllic situation
I can see auras around every soul.
Written July 9th, 2019
Contest: 17 is the Lucky Number
Theme Chosen: Shelter Me
Sponsor: Lu Loo
Syllable count: 10 each line. Checked with www.howmanysyllables.com
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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