My Heart SingsA Poem by E.V. Black My heart sings, like the birds outside, of the tunes of spring and a mirthful stride. My heart sings, like the birds outside, of the tunes of spring and a mirthful stride.
My soul rises, like the bright dawn, to escape a demise brought by a yawn.
My being flies into true gladness; I cast my eyes away from pure sadness.
Destruction and death may be what I write, but, more, I savor the breath of my soul’s life. © 2012 E.V. Black |
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Added on April 1, 2012 Last Updated on April 1, 2012 Tags: My heart sings, like the birds outside, of the tunes of spring and a mir, like the bright dawn, to escape a demise brought by a Author
E.V. BlackAboutMy name is E.V. Black and I am honored that you have decided to peruse my profile. I started my writing career at a young age and have been writing for a very long time. I write in practically every f.. more..Writing
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