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To Brittany (Free verse) by amanda_dcosta

I don’t know why life's so tough on you, Little angel, precious child. Why dark clouds want to take away that sunshine smile That so befits your cherub face. Why thunderstorms want to chase you To the forests dark and deep Or why the night comes quickly by to Scare you till you scream. Yet through it all I’m sure there is A gap, a vent, a tiny hole… That makes your innocent rays of gold Touch a patch of land that needs you most Perhaps a wink, a smile, a word… Who knows. You might perhaps touch my soul.

amanda_dcosta 27-Apr-06/11:42 PM
Dovina, hi! and thanks for your vote and critique. why "til"? I don't get that part of your sugggestion.

And for the rest of the stuff,"Touch a patch of land that needs you most" , well, as far as sun's rays are needed, all things do, land does and so on. But maybe there's some place that needs to be warmed up urgently, like a cold lonely heart wanting to be warmed up by friendship, perhaps. So there's an essence of wanting a beam of light to filter through the clouds and landing right on target. Bingo, bulls eye! That's the idea behind it.

And as for the last line, it's 'my' on purpose. If nothing else , she might just touch my heart, as she's already begun to.




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