In Her Honor

Her tears fell, glistening with all of her dreams, and flashing like beloved memories upon a dew-soaked dandelion. These droplets, a looking glass into her heart, reflected a future now shattered by the cruel hand of fate. Such precious things should not be corrupted by the guise of misfortune, but instead held dear, so that hope may still bloom even in the fiercest of storms.

Reviews

[Sam]

The pace... the imagery. I would say the slow heart beat of this poem is very well wrote. I enjoyed it a lot very nice read. Thank you for sharing.

[chaotic katie]

this is Probably my new favorite poem! I love everything about it, the emotion, imagery, flow. Nicely penned!

[Arcus]

Thank you very much! :D

[chaotic katie]

Anytime! :)

[Eloquent Sin]

Yeah, my brother is awesome :p

[Holly Mason]

this is enjoyable to read
love your last line..
thank you for sharing

[Arcus]

I'm glad that you enjoyed it. Thank you.

[Cursed]

This poem is beautifully penned. I would read it over and over again.

[Arcus]

Thank you very much for your kind words, Cursed. You have no idea how much they mean to me.

[Cursed]

Well I am sure that they mean a lot, and you should now that they are true words. I don't speak a lie.

[Arcus]

Indeed, you do not. Thank you. :)