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Rose and Music

The wind calls your name
I do not know what to say
My eyes have run dry
but I always sing your song
while I tend to the flowers

Your song is the dew
refreshing my parched spirit
in this lonely place
may the heavens hear your voice,
grant me deliverance.

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This is a Somonka that I wrote several weeks ago for a Writer’s Digest form challenge. ๐Ÿ™‚ย ย  This is my contribution to DAILY POST’s LOSS and DVERSE POETS’ PUBS’ Open Link Night.

Thank you for coming by.ย  Have a great day. ๐Ÿ™‚

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35 comments

    • Hi Sylvia. Thanks for coming by, as always. I already added your new one except that your new name is now in the fifth place (counting your old bog) because its second letter is now “N” instead of “D”. ๐Ÿ™‚ I think I will have the chance to tinker with the widgets today. ๐Ÿ™‚

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