SistaA Poem by goldenscar__Two roses bloom in my sister's garden one for her husband and one for her new born child She waters the two roses every evening like the other day will never rise My sister got married on a warm afternoon on the 26th of July She danced, she laughed, she cried she walked away in her white dress like a mermaid on the shore. my sister is sterile, my sister is old yet she is full of dreams. © 2019 goldenscar__Reviews
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Added on March 24, 2019Last Updated on March 27, 2019 Authorgoldenscar__AboutI write things I feel things I take long walks I drink a lot of water a lot of coffee a lot of tea more..Writing
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