5 minute poetry

BlackMageGirl! · 12-19-2004, 05:23 PM

Closing her eyes, her life is played by a different tune
Another strand has been woven, another place opened
In her heart, the garden to her soul
So many flowers have been planted there
And yet..another rose has been placed by her own hands
Not yellow...not red...not even softest pink
A white rose, gentle as the spring breeze
It reaches for the sun, drinking it all in
And she watches it grow, pronounced when they close
And in her dreams she sees him, coming closer
He who knows all, he who knows what shall become
Another path not beaten back by others before her
Shall she once again take a step into the unknown?

Edit: *clicks post count on thread and blinks* When the heck did I get 82 posts? 0_o

12-19-2004, 05:23 PM	#10
BlackMageGirl! Oh hi! :D Join Date: Aug 2004 Location: Currently in reality! Posts: 2,688	Closing her eyes, her life is played by a different tune Another strand has been woven, another place opened In her heart, the garden to her soul So many flowers have been planted there And yet..another rose has been placed by her own hands Not yellow...not red...not even softest pink A white rose, gentle as the spring breeze It reaches for the sun, drinking it all in And she watches it grow, pronounced when they close And in her dreams she sees him, coming closer He who knows all, he who knows what shall become Another path not beaten back by others before her Shall she once again take a step into the unknown? Edit: clicks post count on thread and blinks When the heck did I get 82 posts? 0_o Last edited by BlackMageGirl!; 12-19-2004 at 07:54 PM.