The rivulet caressingly moves through the banks
While the brooks ebbs through the meadows
The river moves through the rocks
While the veins in my heart flows
There are highs and lows
Like the enchanting valleys
Or the mountains with dust of snows
I want a life like nature
Purposeful and serene
But the blood veins of my heart get stuck
And my bones are gettting lean
And I feel sickly with a face that’s green
I need destiny once again
A hope that’s rising like I’ve never seen
(C) Carly Wiggins 2018
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Very nice poem.
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Thank you so much. Have a great day. 🙂
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Dear Carly,
I have tagged you for the “Tot-Tag” (This or that questions).
Here you can see more details:
https://didisvgp.wordpress.com/2018/05/01/tagged-by-manuela-for-the-tot-tag-this-or-that-questions/
All good wishes and a happy time
Didi
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Thanks for the nomination. 🙂
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Welcome, dear Carly 🙂
Best wishes
Didi
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