***A Poem by RuzicaThe crow's feather of your hair
caught my gaze and teased my smile You were different from other boys with you frown and your style Your hands were flutter birds and I watched you a good long while How you learned and how you yearned going that extra mile And I knew right then and there that you would make every little thing worthwhile © 2014 Ruzica |
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Added on June 30, 2014 Last Updated on June 30, 2014 Author |