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Ruth Mae Sarigumba Poem
As I walk down the city street
I looked up the blue sky
And paint my face with a smile
Feeling the cold breeze passing through my hair
Even though the news shouts out
That the world is dangerous…
There’s nothing we can do but to move on..
Like birds with broken wings,
After the wound heals they still fly and
Move on……
Copyright © Ruth Mae Sarigumba | Year Posted 2006
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Ruth Mae Sarigumba Poem
Golden leaves falling
During autumn days
Let the cold breeze touch
Your dark night hair.
With the clear blue sky
And the warm sun,
I can feel the warmth in my heart.
My soul set free, glittering in the wind
Greeting the wonderful Autumn Days
With happy songs in the wind
Copyright © Ruth Mae Sarigumba | Year Posted 2006
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