The Umbrellas Sage & ScribeA Poem by PoeticFuryFor an enigmaOxygen... we need... words out of the eyes of the purest angel that gives chances and the hope for the confuse a reason to want to live and breathe. To put down the blade and accept things the way they were made though life is hard I never knew one who can make you get a new outlook on life because of their words and can completely erase the rage. Frost that normally has a kenship with ice, but though one may know that in this world she is the umbrella made of words that protects us from the storm, but with the attitude that is cool yet warm. A wink in virtual that you can't even see. She is the true meaning of nice does a deed and like a magician gone. While our feelings that she take care of and harbor who keeps a bond with those that are close to her heart with a relationship ever so tight. With her there is no such thing as mean. Though with her inner and outer beauty she can raise self esteem. Since the rinse she became a hero. So know that you can never feel like a zero and that by us all you are truly loved. That you are a lover sent from above. Know that if you ever need help you will get it from me. To send you away is something that I will never do I would never shrug. So as I bring this to an end you are one of the nicest people I have ever met and I am glad that you are a friend. ;-)
© 2011 PoeticFury
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Added on April 20, 2011 Last Updated on April 20, 2011 AuthorPoeticFuryNew Orleans, LAAboutHeaven has no fury like a writer with emotion. I love writing more than I love life. Why? Cause writing is my life, and without it I have no life. I enjoy music, and meeting new people. Also like most.. more..Writing
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