CollectionsA Poem by Grace Staubusfree verse?I would collect flowers and pictures.
Rooibos tea Blue flowers in it What do they mean by tea leaves for telling fortunes? Thoughts from gold book Orange peal Every day we grow apart like trees Tied together with twine Tearing Tears Your sun black eyes Through evergreen valleys We swing back Through hours of storm Every hour wanting you Every minute loosing myself in soft seats I shake blue flowers through my hair Scattering like a madman Thoughts through the air Like twirling ribbons Twisting into space © 2009 Grace StaubusReviews
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3 Reviews Added on October 12, 2009 AuthorGrace StaubusDorsetAboutRunning around in circles sitting in hedges eating burnt ice cream and cold coffee. The smaller things in life are all the things in life. A word a look. nothing left. Why there could be anythi.. more..Writing
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