Poetry for the Soul

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Poetry about Christianity and love

3 likes : 331 views : March 22, 2016

I was sprung at the same time as spring

There is wind beneath my wings,

a soft gentle breeze that swept me off of my feet

As gentle as a rose petal, yet endures the beating from the rain

I survived the heartache and pain-

and overcame the temptation to walk away


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sophie22 August 25, 2016 08:08PM

Very lovely MB

joe September 11, 2016 06:09PM