shards

Sunflowers Bloom

Open doors

one day ill die and lay dowm amoungst the clouds of the sands

the birds of the dirt

wiggle around in a light pink casket full of hope and expectancy

solid passion

packed tight for the next life with my God and my King and my Comforter

They think we just sit around and mope

full of unanswered prayers

but don't they know that life ripples of peace and vastness of every expectancy and desire

and prayer

answered

WE live with the Gods of the sky

within

His voice

The fire

growing older 

more inlove

more full

 

 

  • Author: Sunflowers Bloom (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 26th, 2017 09:26
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • chinaaliciarivera

    This poem has very true words. Wonderful write. Good thoughts. Continue to write great words. 😊❤💕



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