Wednesday, April 9, 2008

A Million Years To Sunday Comments

Rating: 5.0

I hold you close and lay your head upon my chest
I kiss your soft and pale cheek and whisper
“shhh little Dove, rest”
...
Read full text

Jim Milks
COMMENTS
Original Unknown Girl 06 November 2008

Great title, great poem. Enjoyed reading this. HG: -) xx

0 0 Reply
Kesav Easwaran 02 July 2008

lines most touching, jim...sad and vibrant...good write

0 0 Reply
Paul Butters 20 April 2008

Complete as well now (that you've retyped) . As I said, a moving and good poem. Paul.

0 0 Reply
Paul Butters 20 April 2008

A moving poem Jim, well written. Just check line 2 - suggest change 'you' to your', and line 13 - change 'shinning' to 'shining'. Cheers. Paul.

0 0 Reply

Interesting... sounds you know something the other person doesn't.... let them wait till Sunday, then... what if assumptions are wrong?

0 0 Reply
Jim Milks

Jim Milks

Boston
Close
Error Success