She won’t speak her mind,
Treasured her thoughts deep inside,
Testing his patience to the extreme,
She only smiled in his dreams.
Despite her numerous tries,
He refused to give up,
For her visage may put forth a disguise,
But her eyes never lied.
The eyes though had pain from the past,
But it also had hope amassed,
He often heard the clamor of her quandaries,
And he was determined to get her free from the shackles of the past boundaries.
Today she was a reticent soul,
But he knew,
Soon see would liberate,
From her past unpleasant yore.
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this is absolutely so sweet…………
Thanks so much, Wendi
Brilliant poem soon she would liberate from her unpleasant past yore 🙂 powerful and compelling!
Thanks so much for reading
My esteem pleasure, it’s a powerful poem. Well done !
You are very kind. Much humbled
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Wonderful
Thanks so much for reading 🌸🌸
My pleasure
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very welcome……..
I wonder if she would’ve spoke things might have been better
….soon she (see), awesome piece
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There are always conditions and circumstance that can sway things differently. Thanks for reading my work and giving your thoughts.
Thanks so much
Sure it can be Sir!
Very true
Thanks for reading
Thank you
This is so beautiful. Such love 💛
Thanks so much
Very beautiful.
Thanks so much 🌸🌸