LIFE THREAD

LIFE THREAD

A Poem by FlawedByDesign
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A little sappy something...

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LIFE THREAD

Your rain is my sun’s tomorrow,
The glimmer of hope in my eyes,
The song that hymns my heart to rise.


The angel I wake to every morning,
Under the sunshine of blue-gray skies,
The light that brightens my night’s guise.


You’re the wind that lays me to bed,
The kiss that tucks my dreams to sleep,
The thread that sews my life complete.

© 2010 FlawedByDesign


Author's Note

FlawedByDesign
Just a little sappy something I put together for no one in particular, sadly :(

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How quickly we forget. Ivan my friend; the one who threw my life into pure chaos and then redeemed it again. Geeze man it seems like it's been years since I've visited you. Sappy or not this is a wonderfully constructed and colorful piece. Another brilliant Mantra, another symbol of your desire for the real deal and another testament to your devotion to an ideal. I love you or that man. I hope your feeling better every day.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Beautiful and romantic........that one person can mean so much.....even if we don't have that love in this moment it has been, and will be , for love is everywhere.

Posted 13 Years Ago


no no...this was cool, like fresh sheets on a bed....sigh

Posted 13 Years Ago


A very beautiful poem. Woman are the thread in keeping a life together and heading in the right direction. A outstanding short poem. You told a true story in your words.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


Beautiful poem. Even though you don't have a love right now. It shows your capacity to love. Great write hope you find that special girl someday.

Posted 13 Years Ago


So sweet your poem is. I love the last stanza: You’re the wind that lays me to bed,
The kiss that tucks my dreams to sleep,
The thread that sews my life complete

You may not have this love right now, but to me the fact you wrote this poem is proof of hope that you will someday meet her. What a lucky girl she will be.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Added on October 15, 2010
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FlawedByDesign
FlawedByDesign

Stratford, Ontario, Canada



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The name is Ivan - I'm 31. I am originally from Bosnia and Herzegovina. I left my country in 94 because of the civil war. After emigrating, my family lived in France for 2 years before coming to Canad.. more..

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