There will come that day when she will be the woman in that dress.
Her cheeks will be flushed to a delicate hue of pink,
Dreamy eyes will light with a deep fiery passion,
A soul full of spirit, and dreams that she can grasp in her hands.
She may not be the prettiest or gentlest of women,
But her passion for life, love, and family makes her
a valuable treasure; a pearl beyond measure.
She knows of her worth and knows that waiting for
That man who will capture her heart is worth it.
She is not carefree with her heart, soul, or love.
She hides it away until that day when she can
look forward to the moment; and look
To the man who loves her entirely
without a single doubt.
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On Broken Wings(Complete)
PoesiaI truly want to fully publish this set of poetry one day with some minor changes in the order of the poems. I base this book based off of my second poem On Broken Wings. The poems vary from real life drama I choose to share through poetry to basic...
