Jeff Smith Poet I do not know?

To Turn My Soul

To turn my soul a feet untested unless by god who gives no guesses. 
To turn my soul From black to white but other colors would be alright like 
gold or silver, red or blue, or the colors of the English rose a scarlet
Blaze of lovers cloves.  
To turn my soul to to ungrateful passion a worse fate then any once told to truth of all i
rather be bold.
To turn my soul would be a crime for only god can cast this shepherds mind.

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Gert W. Knop August 4, 2009 at 1:54 AM Hi, Jeff, I like your imagination and stile. Did you ever think about writing a novel. And thanks for your comment on Fly High. Your friend Gert

John Loving Iii August 2, 2009 at 3:37 PM inside of you Is the soul of a poet. a very good one. i made one of your poems one of my favorites. but you just make my favorites poet list if you keep this up. John H Loving III

Sara Kendrick August 2, 2009 at 2:18 PM Very descriptive writing. Keep writing. Sara