Beauty butterflied my mind,
stroked soft across my smile
came light to rest with endless
grace, wings folded round my soul.
A moment sitting silent,
brushed gently by life's breath
and then she soared to sunlight's song
and left my self bereft.
Roslyn Ross. 1990.
stroked soft across my smile
came light to rest with endless
grace, wings folded round my soul.
A moment sitting silent,
brushed gently by life's breath
and then she soared to sunlight's song
and left my self bereft.
Roslyn Ross. 1990.
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