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A Walk in the Park (Free verse) by Dovina

Swaying gently in breezy park skipping, tripping mellow sun grass waving skirt fanned out as if it saw you an arm of womanhood beckoning come I knew how I looked and loved what I knew the essence of style was me was strong could win battles as a lily wins a bee Then upon a rose my flowing skirt did catch jerked back as father’s hand had years ago when playing on a ledge A little rip I heard a scar in pink chiffon its partner on my heart Turning back along the pretty path the road that brought me here no more wise, no less giddy for I am pretty just the same no scar can hide the way I am

amanda_dcosta 3-Feb-06/11:52 AM
Blushing, aren't you?




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