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Rachel-Ann Huggins Poem
a white rose fell from heaven
and graced the earth below.
soft, beautiful, tender.
as though touched by the entities above.
each petal dripping, overflowing with emotion
radiating with love.
blown, tossed about by the wind
no one knew its source.
determined this rose was to wait
and accomplish its purpose
picked up and put in a vase one day,
this rose knew that this wasn't its place to stay.
then at a time when all seemed fine
a fern was pushed into its space,
but there wasn't enough room in this little vase.
so out the white rose was thrown into a place cold and
unknown
trodden upon.
its radience no longer shone.
like the palm trees that thrive in the dessert
and the seedlings that sprout when blessed
with water from above...
remember this,
this gentle beauty wasnt alone
she had God's love.
Copyright © Rachel-Ann Huggins | Year Posted 2006
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Rachel-Ann Huggins Poem
i meet him by his window at nights.
his face illuminated by the irredescent light.
his head resting lazily on my arm,
i am taken aback by his brazen charm.
of our secret encounters no one knows.
kept hushed... as quiet as the wind blows.
he doesn't say much just whistle softly this tune.
this tune he knows intoxicates me.
gently pushing,
lightly tugging.
easily overwhelming,
...i give in
wrapped in his warm embrace,
i lay bare my soul for only him to see.
he knows my secrets, my innermost thoughts,
and
yet, still,
we are strangers,
brought together by warped emotions and failed endeavours.
i stay with him until he rest his eyes.
kiss him softly and whisper goodbye
Copyright © Rachel-Ann Huggins | Year Posted 2006
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