What if her hair was fire and sunlight
Caught in a web of woven silk
A voice of a skylark
A songbird
Heart on the wind for all to hear
What if her smile was the silver lining
Of every sun gilded cloud
A laugh
Of chiming bells
A sound like happiness and home
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The Wild in My Mind
PoetryA on-going poetry selection of little sparks that flutter into my mind from emotions, passions and the elsewhere... (#428)
