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The Begining
The first tear falls,
from long brimming eyes.
This worn, tired soul,
finaly cries.
The ice begins to melt,
as her heart thaws,
it breaks.
See a future,
thru her eyes.
A past filled with lies.
Without an umbrella,
to sheild her from rain.
No handsome hero,
to take her pain.
Far too many wasted years.
Safer now,
she cries those tears.
A new begining,
A place to start.
A life time to mend
her broken heart.
Short lines and rhymes that
Short lines and rhymes that strike the reader as delicate chimes make this poem very impressive, Rae.
Starward
very very good! love the rhyme scheme and everything else! :D
EricaMay
I think this is one of your very best poems.
kerry
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