Tattered Pages
the tattered pages flutter with glimpses of places-
in one vision the wind has tangled my hair and
I have walked a long, long path
where a thousand birds sing
oh, why am I holding a red rose ?
the weeping is so loud
that it is like thunder
and my heart is breaking
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July 26, 2020
Poetry/Verse/Tattered Pages
Copyright Protected, ID 20-1271-761-03
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
Written for the contest, STRAND completely new (14)
sponsor, Brian Strand
First Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2020
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