RememberingA Poem by DrDHer heart was a secret garden And the walls were very high So it was said in something I read In a time so long gone by She loved flowers and midnight stars In moments of mourning alone No one could know her endless woe Of losing the love she had known She never answered a single message So I sent prayers and every thought Hoping she’d see what she meant to me But it finally was all for naught Her heart was a secret garden And the walls were very high But flowers soon wilt and everything built © 2013 DrDReviews
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14 Reviews Added on August 16, 2013 Last Updated on August 16, 2013 AuthorDrDA suburb of heaven, MexicoAboutI'm just a guy living in Mexico. I am the author of SMITH COUNTY JUSTICE (horribly over priced) and some other books you can find in my photos. or at my website: http://auth18.wix.com/david-e.. more..Writing
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