Your wordsA Poem by Jeannine WinklaarWe influence people around us every day. Hopefully positively.He who made ears knows why they were left small but words have their way of penetrating the mind
You left me with many words explaning how you view the situation, so many they were and left me sorrow at heart
Yes as a fact I noticed you grow from streams below to mountains high above, stronger as you go, leaving me empty handed
Your words distroyed the magic they wore me down, left me shaking left me behind at the other side in darkness What to do ?
Years have passed since you died well burried, and still they remain here in my mind, just as nails attached to your coffin © 2015 Jeannine Winklaar |
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Added on April 26, 2015 Last Updated on June 2, 2015 AuthorJeannine WinklaarAmsterdam, N-Holland, NetherlandsAboutI was born in Curaçao, lived in Aruba and I am now living in Amsterdam for the longest part of my life. I decided few years back to get energy from making poetry and painting. Best decision .. more..Writing
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