The Yearning Sessions
Doesn't poetry save lives?
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
A Little Poem ~
Somewhere beneath the skies,
lived a little poem,
always out of grasp,
though always in sight.
Such are things of beauty
such do they survive,
first they come as vision,
they stay on as a sigh.
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