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Sunday 9 September 2012

I'm from

the beautiful breeze that migrates in the winter,
the rubber gloves clinging to my mother's polished fingernails,
the gentle voice of my sister,
the velvet silk of a puppy's coat,
the everlasting sound of pens scraping their messages into paper,
the smell of sunscreen mixed with seashells bundled on a shore,
the flutter of rose petals rolling softly in the air,
the sound of beauty as a book page turns,
the shouts of my brothers,
the patience of my father,
and the love of the beautiful whispers that
constantly strengthen
the way I think.

6 comments:

  1. Aw, what a sweet and beautiful poem! You've got so much potential, Annie, so I hope you keep on writing these lovely poems!

    -Grace :)

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    1. thank you! :) Your comments are always so sweet, thanks for leaving them!
      ♥Annie

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  2. Tear, that was what's that word? Encouraging, meaningful, lovely. :) It was a very soft feeling.

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  3. Hey I've nominated you for the Liebster Blog Award! Check it out here: http://livingforthebooks.blogspot.com/2012/09/liebster-blog-award-again.html

    Great poem! :)

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