Tenere

I could not leave

You

Behind old friend

 

You are the mother

Of my Soul.

 

A constant comfort of brightness

An everlasting source of hope.

 

Thank you for my freedom

Thank you

For my joy.

 

I could not leave

You

Behind, old friend

 

My inspiration to respire,

You

Who wardens away sorrow

And stood strong

Whilst I was meek.

 

Hold my hand

Grasp me tightly

Let my palms tell you a story

Of my journey

From destruction

To my new and former glory.

 

© Ciinders. TheSoulsWord™

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~ by Ciinders on June 4, 2012.

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