First it is the foundation.
Then it is the base.
Now as the walls come up,
I can start to see it's face.
The roofs, floors, ect.,
and everything inside,
is finally put together,
built with a bride.
- Author: Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 11th, 2019 11:33
- Comment from author about the poem: For those who do not know, I wrote this piece because I always had a passion for architecture. Persistence is key
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Is this about your bride or the bride of Christ?
I do not know, but I am not referring to the bride of Christ. ... not this time.
Persistence is key
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