Pearls of dew on the grass
A pearl on my palm
Balm
Calm
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wonderful dedication to a very special friend.....i love the way you put the words together
it's so cute how you put your unique unparalleled thoughts into little words that portrays a bigger picture
No words to say No words to hear You know better than me What do I want to say I know better than you What do you want to say
Awwwww that was beautiful! ! ! ! You are very sweet! ! ! ! ! !
excellent...to have found so much joy and in such an effective way in a dew dropp so tiny is worth applause! 10!
Gentle and sensitive dedication... Your optimism sparkles... And yours 'tomorrow' also. 10... Tsira
very well, why we need happy tommorow and always on happy endings?
Pass The days of sorrow Shiny, tiny glass Shows Happy tomorrow --- You have explicitely penned out a great piece of hope...i love your lines. a 10.
Ah those pearls of dew upon the grass, a sign that days of sorrow - soon will pass! A pleasure to read Shiraz! *10 *! ! Friend Thad
Why does one become a lyric poet? At the moment we can enjoy a poem like this. This style dèbuts in Greece, pass through Rome, China, maybe India, gets to the Italian Twentieth century...it passed through and got to Iran, too, only that I didn't know it.
Your future is crystal clear, I love these pearls of wisdom that you write, well done, 10 Lynda xx
this was short and sweet and pretty.