Glenheath AgainA Poem by Myra LochnerChildhood MemoriesToads slept in tulips and arum lilies or so I believed for when it rained that seven-day-rain, heavy sounds of constant croaks' concentrate drifted upon thick mists above sensitive lips of flower flutes while upon windowpanes drops slowly merged dripping a s t e m o f t e a r s © 2011 Myra LochnerAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on June 10, 2011 Last Updated on June 10, 2011 Tags: child; bittersweet; form poetry AuthorMyra LochnerGeorge, Western Cape, South AfricaAboutI love God and all He wants me to love as He does and express that in writing. more..Writing
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